A few months ago, Heidi had me sign up on Facebook so I could see her page and the group they started to keep people informed of their progress in getting to England. I felt I was a little old for Facebook, but agreed for the above reasons. My page is a complete dud without a picture or anything at all interesting and I've not done a thing with it. In the meantime, somehow the word got out among the 20-somethings at church and I have a good 20 "friend" invitations in my hotmail inbox waiting for a response from me. How unfriendly is it to not respond to people who say they want to be your friend?!? Just one of the many ways I need to catch up...
Thank you notes would be next (well, actually, they're first on the list). The wedding was absolutely beautiful. And the help of a number of dear friends made the day completely enjoyable for me. We hosted a "mini-reception" between the ceremony and the dinner at the country club, and the gym looked like a garden party complete with trees, park benches, and lights. Time with family was wonderful and those who sacrificed to be here gave us a gift beyond compare. Every minute was a blessing.
We're trying to catch up at home - the morning the throngs left we headed back to work and things still are not quite back to normal, though we've made progress. Heather moved in the day after the wedding and she is trying to get settled during a few days off work without killing herself in the process. She wants to move to Arizona in the spring for health reasons and didn't want to have to sign another year's lease on her apt., so she's turning the basement into a cozy nook. She got her cable hooked up and so now we have it, too. I've decided there is something decidedly addictive about the Home & Garden channel. Heather and I figured out that there are no commercials between the end of one show and the beginning of the next. You get hooked before you ever realize what happened. Another new show (well, new to us) is the Dog Whisperer, which is pretty cool. This Cesar guy is pretty amazing.
On the cancer front, Pete goes in for his "dry run" for radiation on Thursday, and then presumably, will start soon after that. I can't wait to tell Eric that his dad got a tattoo (though you have to look really hard to find it). They marked his leg with ink in a needle (doesn't that qualify as a tattoo?) and made a mold which will be secured to the table so his leg doesn't move during radiation. He has to go 5x a week for 7 weeks. He struggled for awhile with the REAL necessity of submitting to radiation as he tested cancer free after surgery. The clincher was the revelation that if the cancer were to recur in his leg he would possibly lose the whole leg. We'd obviously rather not go there.
And not for your viewing pleasure, here is a picture from the wedding. Emy's cousin is a professional photographer and while she was too busy taking care of the flower girls (her daughters) to be messing with pictures, she somehow posted 177 of them on her website. As I understand the wedding photographer will also be posting pictures in 2-3 weeks. I'll let you know that link/password when I get it. Aren't they cute?
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