Indian Summer is certainly welcome. There is still much to do around the little blue house at the end of the road, before winter. Luckily, some of the major projects we planned this year are nearing completion.
With the burn ban still in place and no rain in sight, clearing the fence line and thereabouts is waiting, on a back burner.
I had a grand birthday. Thanks for the calls, cards and emails. The flowers delivered by Friends & Flowers were beautiful.
Around Nov. 15, three years ago, my 50th wedding anniversary, I told you about an elopement that took place back in 1957. Today, I want to tell you about another couple very close to my heart that did the same last Friday, in the beautiful city of San Francisco.
I received this story from the blog of my eldest granddaughter, Lindsay Marie Terry of Brownsburg, with full permission to relate it in part.
She said that her mom and fiancé, Bruce May, left their home in Scottsdale, Ariz., on a business trip to California. More than that, they eloped.
Lindsay said, "They literally arrived at their hotel earlier in the week and ask the concierge for a white stretch limousine, a minister, a place to get married, and a bouquet.
The concierge found everything in no time!
Friday morning, they got up, made their usual Starbucks run, and got ready.
She walked to the flower shop from the hotel picked up a bouquet and boutonnière.
The bride-to-be wore a simple ivory sheath dress embellished with pearls at the neckline (very Jackie O.).
The limo picked them up. Here is the favorite part ... they needed two witnesses at their wedding. The couple randomly had the driver to stop in front of a major museum in San Francisco where about 50 people were waiting outside the gate for the place to open.
Well, of course people were super excited. A mother and her daughter, were jumping up and down begging to do it.
So, mom and Bruce found their wedding party. The four then traveled to the location, which was overlooking the San Francisco Bay and the Golden Gate Bridge.
The two witnesses cried the entire time.
The ceremony was wonderful and the minister was perfect."
I thought that I would share this with you my readers. Theirs is a beautiful love story.
Paul and I wish Bruce May and Starla Sartor-May much happiness. We welcome our new son-in-law into the family.
We plan to celebrate the occasion with the newly weds in December.
Last night Starla's son, Michael Risk and his new bride Kayleigh Dawn Risk and the Terry family, Lindsay, Matthew, Avery and Piper Grace joined us for dinner. My home cooking is always well received by them. Grandma likes that.
We missed the presence of our youngest grandson, Daniel Risk and his fiancé, Amber.
Dan was with the crew of "America's Got Talent" on location in Chicago, where auditions for the upcoming season took place. The young filmmaker was working as a PA (Production Assistant).
We ate the cream pies earlier in the week. Sam's Club just happened to have one of those delicious big Cream Cheese Carrot cakes on hand. The cake looked great on the plate and pleased the gang, as well.
The piece that I consumed was small, but too rich for this hostess, therefore, I felt poorly all night.
Boy, I am glad the people that griped about Kid's Happy Meal did not see the menu here.
Today I am eating like a bird, just because.
Every night now a beautiful cat and her kitten visits my back porch, in search of a handout. She is very healthy, possibly pregnant. The kitten was probably born in early spring of this year. The child that the mother watches over is wearing a red collar. Both are gray with black stripes on their bodies and tails. They may be of selective breeding. May be, the well filled out felines are Mane Coon. Judged by the healthy condition of these bright eyed cats, I believe they already have a good home nearby.
Could be, someone dropped them out here.
Some cats have nine lives and other run into trouble like, coyotes. We see a lot of them around this place. I worry.
Call me if you lost your cat and kitten and don't know where to find them.
I got to go now. A bold lady beetle wants to go outside to potty.
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