We got home a couple of hours ago. I nearly fell down in the driveway to kiss the earth. We are so happy to be home. Everything went as planned...well, except it rained on the day of the wedding so they ended up getting married on the balcony of the reception room.
So here's the happy couple. My sister-in-law Charlotte made the beautiful bouquet Julia is holding. Plus she did all the flowers in the reception room. She is so talented.
I had a reading to do during the ceremony and started to cry in the middle; I recovered and finished it. No one was more surprised than I that I started to tear up.
We followed the kids to Phoenix on Sunday so they could catch their flight to Hong Kong and then on the Kuala Lumpur (KL for short). We stopped at a rest stop outside of Flagstaff so they could sort out their luggage for the PHX to LAX flight. We drove out of the gas station and all of a sudden Mark and Julia did a u-turn and headed back to the gas station. He had lost his wedding ring.
A frantic search by all of us finally yielded the ring. In the repacking of the suitcases, his ring had slipped off his finger into one of the bags. Julia found it. It was so wonderful to watch them cling to each other in relief. Theirs is truly a wonderful love story. I am so happy for them.
We are exhausted so will head for bed soon. Harleen is back with us after being with her puppy sitter. She must have been focused on growing while we were gone. She is just so much bigger than when we left her. She goes to the vet tomorrow for a shot so I'll have a chance to weigh her. Tomorrow night is puppy kindergarten. Ah...the life of a puppy parent. The never ending joy of parenting cats, dogs and a wonderful son.
I missed all of you.
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