We watched that program on television, The Closer. There is something about that voice. Kyra Sedgwick, The Closer. It’s so familiar. The accent. The tone. The cadence. I know who it is! IT’S TOOTSIE! That’s who it sounds like. Kyra Sedgwick is Dustin Hoffman!
Ow!
My face hurts. Dr. John (the dermatologist) blasts spots on our faces with liquid nitrogen to combat and correct accumulated sun damage. He also had to cut a basal cell carcinoma off of each of us. They’ll run those samples through the lab to make sure he got it all and have results by Monday. Meanwhile, as the days progress, it will look more and more like we fell off our bicycles and landed on our faces.
Annie the Beaver
Nothing much going on now. I’m catching up on work. Judy is doing all the errands it takes to keep the household running smoothly. Tomorrow, more doctor’s appointments and we have to move the coach to another site. We used up all the time we can reserve here, but by the Campground Ranger’s good graces, they’ll let us shuffle around from place to place until we get our lives in order enough to move on. We see the dermatologist. That means shots of liquid nitrogen at least, and I’m expecting a bit of the knife as well.
Judy has one more doctor’s appointment on Thursday. Friday afternoon, the coach goes back to the repair shop to find that elusive shudder at 65mph. Don’t know how long that will take. But that’s it. When this stuff is done, off we go.
Here is an old favorite picture, Annie having done her work.
Along the way
A walk through coastal scrub.
Saturday
The Wedding.
It went wonderfully.
Seated in the front row, camera in my lap, I could inconspicuously snap a few shots during the ceremony. There will be real wedding pictures later, but in the meantime, I get to tell the story.
A story of beautiful bridesmaids:
Good looking groomsmen:
And a stirring ceremony:
Alex and Austin were included with an exchange of roses.
And yes, Austin did manage to stomp on almost every one of those rose petals that have so captured his attention.
And finally, we present the happy couple: Mr. and Mrs. Taylor.
At the wedding reception, there were the traditional dances with bride and father, groom and mother. There was also a dance for all the married couples. Then all the couples married less than three hours were asked to step aside. Matt and Lindsay sat down. Less than a year. Less than five years. Ten years. Twenty. Thirty. It was getting thin out there. Our friends the McKees sat down at 42 years. That left Judy and I at 45; the longest married couple in the room. How’s that? Our family got shortest married, longest married, and middle; Becky and Brian married for over 20 years.