Sunny Time

I am not sure where time has gone. Somewhere along the line, with two jobs and a husband, I've forgotten what alone time means. So today, while Jay is out getting new tires on Jasper (yes, I've christened our cars), I've decided to sit down and finish out a scrapbook that I started about 6 years ago. Isn't that nice? Now I've never been a procrastinator....so I have no clue what happened in this case.

It is rather fun to look through old pictures and laugh. A rather interesting shot of David's mom (yes, Lyndie's David) right before we piled into the van for our trip to Chicago our senior year, really had me chuckling. I will definitely need to show it to you, Lyn. Fun times! Navy Pier, Hard Rock Cafe and the Radisson. Sigh.....definitely time gone by. Life is interesting.

I have to admit I was rather uncomfortable telling folks where I had purchased my cake. Cincinnati is not the place to get married if you are poor. Cakes are outrageously expensive and I don't even like wedding cake. I couldn't imagine spending $600 for a cake that I didn't even want to taste. So after much forethought, I decided to step out in faith. I went to my local Walmart and ordered one. $330 seemed so much better than $600 and I figured surely no one would actually tell me the cake tasted terrible, even if it really did. Who would tell a bride such a thing? So banking on that supposition, I waited with fear and trembling for what it might look like. I avoided answering any questions about the cake beforehand. Hmmm...now I don't mind telling people I got it at Walmart. I thought it ended up looking beautiful. And no one told me it tasted badly so all was well. And don't ask me why my brother is holding a bouquet, I have no idea.