Long month, November!
My sister got married on the 17th and everything was beautiful. It was a little hectic the day before, but ever
ything fell into place by the wedding day.
Slade wore a top hat at the reception, so pimped like that! Renee' wore my mom's wedding shoes. We thought they would fall apart since they are from 1964, but they held up and were apparently rather comfy all day. They were the pointy kind from back in the days of boufant hairdos and slim leg tuxedo pants. I cleaned up good and enjoyed being dressed up too. Although my feet hurt for a few days after those darn heels! The champagne was flowing! My nephews, Mike and Samuel, were in the wedding party and looked quite dapper too.
After the reception I went out with the cousins to Pat O'Brien's in downtown San Antonio (just walking distance from the church) and consumed one too many Hurricanes and beer. Not even the menudo we had at Mi Tierra could calm the throbbing headache I had the next day! I woke up after noontime, something that harks back to my college days! I got sick and then went back to sleep until my mother knocked on the door to tell me it was 4:30pm! (again, similar to college days!) I can't keep up with the youngins like I used to. Well, I was a youngin' back then! I hit the road at 6:00 and sang in the car to keep myself distracted. I was hoarse for a week.
I'll have to be more careful for Krissy and Lucio's wedding in March. Oh yes, that will be fun too!
For Turkey day I headed back down there with Max in tow. He had the priviledge of staying in the house and he was suprisingly well behaved. My mom really does like him, she just doesn't want to admit it. I'm waiting for the phone call where she complains
about the hair he spread around the house, but none yet. He's a good boy and after he's over the sensory overload of being in a new space with all these people (the kids were there too so it was a full house) he calmed down and just hung out. He watched a movie with my brother and I in the loft and needless to say, we had to hold our noses several times cuz he tooted over and over! Stinky boy! And if he'd explore, the top step creaked, so I would call him back or whistle and he minded every single time. I'm a proud mama.
And that's just what I did by coming home on Saturday. I just hung out on Sunday, slept in and took several naps. So did Max.
ything fell into place by the wedding day.Slade wore a top hat at the reception, so pimped like that! Renee' wore my mom's wedding shoes. We thought they would fall apart since they are from 1964, but they held up and were apparently rather comfy all day. They were the pointy kind from back in the days of boufant hairdos and slim leg tuxedo pants. I cleaned up good and enjoyed being dressed up too. Although my feet hurt for a few days after those darn heels! The champagne was flowing! My nephews, Mike and Samuel, were in the wedding party and looked quite dapper too.
After the reception I went out with the cousins to Pat O'Brien's in downtown San Antonio (just walking distance from the church) and consumed one too many Hurricanes and beer. Not even the menudo we had at Mi Tierra could calm the throbbing headache I had the next day! I woke up after noontime, something that harks back to my college days! I got sick and then went back to sleep until my mother knocked on the door to tell me it was 4:30pm! (again, similar to college days!) I can't keep up with the youngins like I used to. Well, I was a youngin' back then! I hit the road at 6:00 and sang in the car to keep myself distracted. I was hoarse for a week.
I'll have to be more careful for Krissy and Lucio's wedding in March. Oh yes, that will be fun too!
For Turkey day I headed back down there with Max in tow. He had the priviledge of staying in the house and he was suprisingly well behaved. My mom really does like him, she just doesn't want to admit it. I'm waiting for the phone call where she complains
about the hair he spread around the house, but none yet. He's a good boy and after he's over the sensory overload of being in a new space with all these people (the kids were there too so it was a full house) he calmed down and just hung out. He watched a movie with my brother and I in the loft and needless to say, we had to hold our noses several times cuz he tooted over and over! Stinky boy! And if he'd explore, the top step creaked, so I would call him back or whistle and he minded every single time. I'm a proud mama.And that's just what I did by coming home on Saturday. I just hung out on Sunday, slept in and took several naps. So did Max.
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