And does that ever make me feel old. They better wait to have kids until I'm good and ready.
Yesterday my stepson Tom (whom if I recall right was about Mr. Attitude's age at my wedding), married his high school sweetheart, Abbi. They have known each other over ten years and been together much of that time. I hope they keep finding happiness, love, and strength through each other for many years ahead. They certainly make a nice looking couple.
The kids were all decked out for the occasion. Mr. Attitude caught a little rest on the way to the festivities so he could be at his best at the reception, flirting with the bridesmaids and impressing everyone with his break dancing talent. (Where did THAT come from???) Calvin, as usual, was a bit more thoughtful and introspective about the whole affair. Starflower enjoyed the party. I, of course, was out of my element in a crowd that consisted mostly of the bride's family. But we stayed, danced a few dances, and had fun. One of Tom's friends wrote an original song for the couple that he performed at the reception, between dinner and the dance. It was amazing. I think it has hit song potential. Seriously, it was that good. It made me cry, anyway.
It was good to see all of my stepkids and their significant others, and to be reminded that I am not in my twenties anymore, and to be thankful for that, I guess.
I am a bit tired today, after all we didn't get home until after eleven, so I've been taking it easy, although I did manage to get tomatoes planted.
Oh, and as we were leaving for the wedding, we met the electrician coming up the driveway. He decided to take advantage of the good weather Saturday to do some work. Which is a post in itself. Stay tuned.