Wedding

 I have to say that the last three weeks have been crazy.

I spent two solid weeks getting ready for school, 

because Richard and Ashley 

got married the Saturday before school started.

It took a lot of effort, and two photographers,

but we did get a family picture.

Thanks Jake for taking a keeper.

I love this picture.

These three were a great help and a whole lot of fun.

The grands had an incredible time dancing.

Here are all my boys.

I was happy to have most of my family there.

My sister flew out with my parents, 

who enjoyed being around family.

Wes had a couple of his brothers there.

And a big shout out to Jacquie and Byron, who helped us with the dinner.

Liz and her grand daughter made the journey too.

I was soooo happy to see them.

I have more pictures. 

But they are not of the wedding.

We had a great time, but no wedding comes without a little stress.

In the end, it is all about family and love. 

Say it isn't so

I can't believe I go back to work tomorrow.

This summer has gone by so fast.

I have captured some of my favorite places.

An A's game....They might do something this year.

My happy place.

I love the Pacific Ocean.

Such a beautiful, peaceful walk through a Redwood Groove. 

 

This was a good day at the pool with the grands,

but I love to go to water aerobics everyday. 

The Salmon River at Uncle Joes.

Such a special  place filled with memories of family.

Here is an easy walk in Provo near the river.

Had everyone with us but Richard and  Ashley.

Here's to a great school year.  

Class Reunion

When I was 17 and Junior in High School, 

my family moved to Yuba City California.

I was devastated.  

How could they take me away from my friends?

How could they take me away from Idaho?

Well, I survived and am always invited to the Idaho class reunion

even though I didn't graduate from Twin Falls.

I've never been able to go, but this year,

I could.

It blew my mind.

People would talk to me and I would have no idea who they were.  

We wore name tags that had our names and Senior pictures on them.

I found myself looking at the name tags and

 wishing we were wearing them on our forehead.

I wondered if I ever talked to anyone at school,

because none of them seemed familiar to me.  

After we left,

I threw my tag away.

I decided that 41 years ago,

I moved and have  never had anything to do with 99% of these people.

Why do I want to re-connect now?  

I don't.

The class facebook page was flooded with

pictures and wonderful words of love.

It was me.

I just didn't feel the love.

Live and learn.