Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Sewing troubles
I am not much of a seamstress, I confess. I bought some fabric last week to make another top for my daughter-in-law, and finally had time to think about cutting it out today. Obviously I need to have a refresher course in reading the AMOUNT of fabric required. I overlooked a minor requirement and now do not have enough to make said garment...not sure I can find more either. Perhaps the newest grandson will enjoy a bright red shirt or something!
Monday, June 15, 2009
Trattoria Il Centro
If you are ever in Oklahoma City and want a great Italian meal, I highly recommend Trattoria Il Centro downtown. It is located in the old Montgomery building and has a wonderful menu and experienced waitstaff.
Our son's rehearsal dinner was held there Friday night. Everything was delightful. We had such a great time and I think everyone there enjoyed the evening.
I want to thank Maggie, Greg and Stephanie for answering all my questions and helping me put on a most memorable evening.
Do give this restaurant a try if you haven't. I know we will be going back.
Our son's rehearsal dinner was held there Friday night. Everything was delightful. We had such a great time and I think everyone there enjoyed the evening.
I want to thank Maggie, Greg and Stephanie for answering all my questions and helping me put on a most memorable evening.
Do give this restaurant a try if you haven't. I know we will be going back.
Sunday, June 14, 2009
The Wedding
Those of you who know me and if you have been reading my posts for the last little bit, know our middle son was married on Saturday night.
The wedding was beautiful, held at a lovely bed and breakfast in Tulsa, OK. The bride was radiant and the most comfortably shod...she was barefoot! Gotta love that. I didn't know it until my sister-in-law told me. I always watch the groom as the bride enters, and missed seeing her tootsies.
K & K did a wonderful job planning this. They had great catering and the staff at the "mansion" were so incredibly accomodating and helpful.
They are off to California on Monday for a few days of honeymoon, then back to the real world.
Have a great time dear ones. I love you.
The wedding was beautiful, held at a lovely bed and breakfast in Tulsa, OK. The bride was radiant and the most comfortably shod...she was barefoot! Gotta love that. I didn't know it until my sister-in-law told me. I always watch the groom as the bride enters, and missed seeing her tootsies.
K & K did a wonderful job planning this. They had great catering and the staff at the "mansion" were so incredibly accomodating and helpful.
They are off to California on Monday for a few days of honeymoon, then back to the real world.
Have a great time dear ones. I love you.
Friday, June 12, 2009
Weather Blues
It is always interesting to endure springtime weather in Texas. On Wednesday I was supposed to have picked up our grandson for his uncle's wedding. The weather predictions were horrific, and his mom and I decided we'd wait until Thursday to meet up. Good decision.
During the night sometime, we lost power at our house. We know it was around 3:00 a.m. because TBO's CPAP quit, and he was UP!! I didn't notice until sometime around 5:00 when I became aware of the lack of CPAP swooshes and no fan breeze. We decided after our call to report our outage to see if we could find a place for breakfast, since we are total electric, and neither of us was going to be happy without our coffee. We stumble around in the dark finding clothes and set off, find a restaurant with power and enjoy our breakfast.
TBO was a little concerned because he had not put the wedding order of service on a jump drive, and since we had no power, he had no way to do so. He had printed out a trial copy, and found that, thankfully. We both tried to sleep a little after we got home, but TBO really doesn't rest well without his CPAP. By now, I'm getting concerned about the contents of the refrigerator and freezer...not much in there, but still, I wouldn't want to replace it all.
At 11:00 we started loading the truck to make the trip to pick up the grandson and go to the wedding. It began to thunder and lightning so close that even The Queen (our ancient Yorkie who doesn't hear well)was disturbed. Before we could get it all in, the bottom fell out and before we could finish, I looked like a drowned rat. Hair and clothes were soaked, shoes were squishy, just generally nasty looking and feeling.
When we arrived at our meeting spot, we had to virtually unload the back of the truck and dry it out (we have a cover for the bed, but during the loading process lots of water got in), repack and make room for the grandson's things, etc.
By this time, TBO and I were hungry, our 6:00 a.m. breakfast has gone. We stop to grab a bite and I ran back to the restroom to wash up. There, hanging on the wall was my new best friend. A hand dryer! My hair was STILL sopping wet, and although I hadn't used one of these as a hair dryer in about 37 years, I was so excited! Dried a little of the top layer, especially the bangs which were amazingly gross looking.
When I went to college back in 1970, there were not many hand held hair dryers in Oklahoma yet. I, and many of my friends used the hand dryers in our communal bathroom to dry our hair. It was a blast from the past, I must say. I would have done more drying yesterday had there not been someone else in the restroom. Anyway, it made the drive a little less wet!
By the way, the power came back on about 2:30 yesterday afternoon. Whew!
During the night sometime, we lost power at our house. We know it was around 3:00 a.m. because TBO's CPAP quit, and he was UP!! I didn't notice until sometime around 5:00 when I became aware of the lack of CPAP swooshes and no fan breeze. We decided after our call to report our outage to see if we could find a place for breakfast, since we are total electric, and neither of us was going to be happy without our coffee. We stumble around in the dark finding clothes and set off, find a restaurant with power and enjoy our breakfast.
TBO was a little concerned because he had not put the wedding order of service on a jump drive, and since we had no power, he had no way to do so. He had printed out a trial copy, and found that, thankfully. We both tried to sleep a little after we got home, but TBO really doesn't rest well without his CPAP. By now, I'm getting concerned about the contents of the refrigerator and freezer...not much in there, but still, I wouldn't want to replace it all.
At 11:00 we started loading the truck to make the trip to pick up the grandson and go to the wedding. It began to thunder and lightning so close that even The Queen (our ancient Yorkie who doesn't hear well)was disturbed. Before we could get it all in, the bottom fell out and before we could finish, I looked like a drowned rat. Hair and clothes were soaked, shoes were squishy, just generally nasty looking and feeling.
When we arrived at our meeting spot, we had to virtually unload the back of the truck and dry it out (we have a cover for the bed, but during the loading process lots of water got in), repack and make room for the grandson's things, etc.
By this time, TBO and I were hungry, our 6:00 a.m. breakfast has gone. We stop to grab a bite and I ran back to the restroom to wash up. There, hanging on the wall was my new best friend. A hand dryer! My hair was STILL sopping wet, and although I hadn't used one of these as a hair dryer in about 37 years, I was so excited! Dried a little of the top layer, especially the bangs which were amazingly gross looking.
When I went to college back in 1970, there were not many hand held hair dryers in Oklahoma yet. I, and many of my friends used the hand dryers in our communal bathroom to dry our hair. It was a blast from the past, I must say. I would have done more drying yesterday had there not been someone else in the restroom. Anyway, it made the drive a little less wet!
By the way, the power came back on about 2:30 yesterday afternoon. Whew!
Saturday, June 6, 2009
Third Pair Make the Grade
I am done shopping for apparel for this wedding.
TBO and I went to one store yesterday and found the absolutely most beautiful shoes to wear with my dress for the wedding. One of few that had a heel that wasn't 4 inches tall, in my size, and the right color. I am officially the Imelda Marcos of Rendon, TX with shoes for this event! Officially, I have purchased 3 pairs of sandals, but now I am satisfied, as is my fashion advisor (TBO).
Let the festivities begin.
TBO and I went to one store yesterday and found the absolutely most beautiful shoes to wear with my dress for the wedding. One of few that had a heel that wasn't 4 inches tall, in my size, and the right color. I am officially the Imelda Marcos of Rendon, TX with shoes for this event! Officially, I have purchased 3 pairs of sandals, but now I am satisfied, as is my fashion advisor (TBO).
Let the festivities begin.
Friday, June 5, 2009
One Week To Go
It is just one week til our social event of the year...aka our middle son's wedding! We have gotten all the RSVPs for the rehearsal dinner and are ready to call in the final count. I picked up my dress from my friend who did the alterations yesterday and my shoes arrived in the mail. I got my eyebrows and lip waxed (being very fair skinned, I tend to have interesting reactions to these procedures, thought it would be prudent to do them early). Made my appointment for my manicure and pedicure, already have my hair appointments...yes plural. One here to have a trim from my most marvelous hairdresser, and one the morning of the wedding to be coiffed and hairsprayed into submission for the ceremony and pictures by my mom's equally wonderful hairdresser. Can you say "football helmet hair" ala Sally Field in "Steel Magnolias"?
Sound ready, right? Not so much. My resident fashion expert, aka TBO, has decided he's not sure about my shoes...ok. So, later this afternoon we are going back out on a search for silver shoes, or pewter, whichever we can find in size 10, low heeled, that don't cost an arm and a leg and kill my feet. I have seen a pair online that I hope are in a local store...will let you know about the success or failure later.
Sound ready, right? Not so much. My resident fashion expert, aka TBO, has decided he's not sure about my shoes...ok. So, later this afternoon we are going back out on a search for silver shoes, or pewter, whichever we can find in size 10, low heeled, that don't cost an arm and a leg and kill my feet. I have seen a pair online that I hope are in a local store...will let you know about the success or failure later.
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