I've had so much go on since school ended. I'm going to give a fast re-cap!

Wednesday May 30-Vic & I drove to New Orleans a few days early for Whitney's wedding. We got there about 10 pm or so. At about 10 am the next morning, Vic's Mom called to tell us that his grandfather, Bob Post, had passed away. We stayed until Sat morning so that we could see Tamalca Friday when she flew in; but we had to miss the wedding. We got home at about midnight Sat night.

Sunday June 3rd-We flew out on a 7 am flight to Syracuse, NY. They lost my luggage with EVERYTHING in it. We waited a while after we got there, but finally had to go buy me something to wear to the funeral the next morning and some necessities (toothbrush, deodorant, basic make-up, undies, etc....) and Vic a suit because he forgot his.

Monday June 4th--Funeral & activities from 10 am to 5 pm. The church didn't have on the A/C and it rained ALL day, including when we were at the grave site for the 21 gun solute. At about 4 o'clock it occurred to me that if we didn't get our marriage licence before 4:30 the next day, that we would not be able to get married on Friday due to TX requiring a 72 hour waiting period after getting the license and getting married. I completely freaked out because we weren't flying home until Wednesday, which was too late. We entertained everything from having Mandy overnight us our birth certificates and doing it in NY to canceling the whole thing. My luggage finally arrived after the funeral--they set my bright red suitcase on his grandmother's porch in the rain. Neat.

Tuesday June 5th--I called the JP and explained the story. They told me that we could go before a judge and ask for a wavier for the 72 hour rule and it was up to him. I told them we would be there first thing Thursday morning.

Wednesday June 6th--We flew home and arrived at 6 pm or so.

Thursday June 7th, 8:00 am--We go to the court house. We have to sit threw all these CPS cases where the kids have been removed and they were checking on the parents to see if they were working on their service plan to get the kids back. It was torture. They kept saying "piss test" like it was a normal, non-offensive term. Gag. Finally the judge said "Where's the couple that just wants to get married???" We went up to his bench and had to explain why we didn't get it on time. He granted the waiver, he said we had the best reason he had ever heard that many times people come in and say "we are too in love to wait 72 hours!" Again, gag. The rest of the day we had to shop to get ready for Friday night; and await the arrival of Vic's mom and grandma from NY.

Friday June 8th--We had to shop for something for Vic and his mom to wear to the wedding and get everything ready. 4:30-went to the JP and got re-married. 5:30--had dinner and cake at Dad's with about 20 or so people.

Saturday June 9th--Everyone went home. The 9th-16th Vic and I just hung out. And I worked on school stuff, which had started June 4th(!).

Saturday June 16th--Vic went to work in Albuquerque with his dad. He's still there.

Wednesday June 20th--My birthday, had dinner w/ Dad, Lance, Lori, and kids. Kelsi (who's 15 now) came home with me. She went to basketball camp the 21st-23rd from 9 am to 9 pm.

Friday June 22--I went to swim with Maddie and her mom, Kelly. It started to rain. I was driving home on a 2 lane road. I came to a complete standstill while trying to turn left. A 16 year old kid rear ended me really hard. His car was so smished. My back bumper is crunched, but I'm fine. It was pouring rain and I was in my swimsuit and towel. So I never got out of the car. Luckily, the kid has insurance so they will be fixing my car.

Saturday June 23--Dad and Sheri came to the award ceremony of Kelsi's camp and then to dinner with us. When they got home they went in through the garage. My dad's big pimp Cadillac with about 12,000 miles and only 1 year old had caught on fire. There was a 3 foot hole in the hood and much of the car was melted. The entire garage was covered in black soot stuff. It melted the frig door shut and the sprinkler system box cover off. The fire chief told Dad that in his 20 years he had never seen a car fire not burn the whole house down. Sheri's car was in the garage too, it will probably be deemed as totaled too because of the smell--which is horrible! I told my dad it was my mom haunting them. He said that Sheri had already suggested that. But if it was really my mom, Sheri's car would have burnt to the ground. I think it was just a warning from Mom. You know the saying,"Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned." Ha!

Monday June 25th--Kelsi and I go swim w/ Maddie and Kelly. Then I took Kelsi to Frisco to meet Lori. When I was leaving Kelly called to say that I could never come swim there again Friday when I left there, I had a wreck. Monday right after I left, their house got struck by lightening. It fried everything that was plugged in--tv's, Tivo, computers, phones, clocks, A/C, etc. It also arced through Kelly's arm--in the elbow, out her fingers. She said it hurt like a bitch. Maddie is developmentally disabled. She is very reliant on her TV, DVD player, Tivo, computer, etc. She completely freaked because they were all gone. It was a very long night for them.

SO I slept all day yesterday and pretty much today. It's been nice to be lazy. I'm really going to try to be better about blogging more. There really is no excuse now. Especially since Vic will be home Sunday and Dad's wedding festivities begin. Fun, fun. 7/7/07 at 7:07 p.m. is just around the corner!

Happy 29th birthday to me! Happy 29th birthday to me! Happy 29th birthday dear Amanda! Happy birthday to me!

I think I like 29 better than 28. 28 was boring. 29 is a little more exciting...because the next one is like the official birthday to be a fo' real grown up. I don't think I will mind being 30.

Anyway, today was great--uneventful--but great. Thanks for all the wishes to those who wished me...and to those who didn't...remember, last day of spring, day AFTER Juneteenth, June 20th. Next year, it will be important for you to welcome me to the 30's. Ha.

Happy Birthday dear Mesteee! It's the LAST one in the 20's--hope it's fabulous! I love you!