My son, the Rev, ran away to Las Vegas and got married to his personal flight attendant, Kelly McNally this week. They didn't tell anyone they were going to do it, although I have been privy to the info for about a week, since our finances are intertwined and he didn't want me to freak out about how I was going to survive after the fact. Wanted a truly private experience and avoidance of scheduling, people who couldn't make it, and the insane expenses that generally go along with that enterprise. Can't say I blame them, and while I am pleased they've found each other, it will make a difference in our lives.
We may all be moving; some of us may not. It all boils down to what can be afforded in the over-priced housing market where the new Ms. lives. At any rate, I've been trying to sort through the detritus of our lives to make way for a realtor and still take care of my creative works. Not easy when the rain let up for about a day and a half. It's back and I'm hoping that's the largest part of my current down state. Anyway, congratulations and wishes for an idyllic life to my 'kids'.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
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