Happy Weddings and other stories

A wedding, a couple of get-togethers with cousins, five hours of driving each way, sleeping—or not sleeping—in a motel, several trips back and forth to my parents' for time with grandparents, trying to write book in my head in spare moments because I haven't had much time with my computer—and little Jenna is pretty tired out tonight.

It has, of course, been worth every measure of weariness.

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I do love a good wedding. And when I say "good wedding" I mean the real thing, where you know the bride and groom actually mean their vows, where God is respected, where the couple appear to have made it a family event instead of a selfish one, and where they both look honestly happy.

Our cousin's was just such a one—simple and beautiful and cheerful and full of faith and love. It made me happy to witness it.

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That set of Lou's cousins live in the country, and I'm afraid that the country spoiled me for stargazing in the city. I could actually see the Little Dipper, which I've never managed to do from my house because it doesn't get that dark. The band of the Milky Way showed clearly, running through Cygnus and Aquila.

And I got to looking at the stars I thought were Virgo, and thinking... and on the next clear night at home, I spent a very frustrating hour re-trying to trace that constellation. Finding Virgo is easy, everybody says. Just "follow the arc to Arcturus and speed on to Spica (Alpha Virginis.)" Well. I beg to differ over the easy part. I've been tracking it wrong for months.

I have, however, figured out the constellation at last. Unfortunately, only the alpha and beta stars are clearly visible from my front yard. Oh well.

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If I read any exceptionally funny lines or sites this week, I've forgotten, so in lieu of that, here's a joke my dad passed to me over Facebook awhile back:

"My computer beat me at chess but it was no match for me at kickboxing."

I'm pretty sure I laughed till I cried at that one.

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As much as I'd like to keep on writing of other things I've thought about this week, my brain is simply done. Lou and I have a quiet day at home tomorrow, and I'm grateful. Sunday we spend a little more time with my grandparents before they leave for Florida, and I'm grateful for that too.

Happy weekend, everyone.

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