Would you look at that? It’s Friday again! I can’t believe it’s July already. My kids will be back in school before I know it.
Speaking of kids, I found this in my office the other day while I was rummaging around in search of something else. I loved Rainbow Brite when I was little, but I don’t even remember getting this puzzle. I remember the little Red Butler figurine I used to take to church on Sundays to play with in the pews, though. Too bad I lost him a long time ago. 😦
What things did you enjoy as a child?
If you’re in the U.S., do you have big plans for tomorrow? How do you celebrate the Fourth of July?
If you’re not in the U.S., have a fantastic weekend!
Happy Friday, everybody! 🙂
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Today’s photo features me as a teenager. Well, I’m in there somewhere – see that little speck of purple? That’d be me. 🙂




So since I recounted the story of my first date with Seymour and the story of our engagement the last two weeks, I thought I’d recount the tale of our wedding today. That was when I discovered that I’d already recounted it once before, and in a much more entertaining fashion than I could possibly come up with today, thanks to being brain-dead after staying up way too late last night (thanks, insomnia).
Seymour proposed on December 23, 2008, which happened to be my grandpa and step-grandma’s fifth wedding anniversary. He had just died three months prior, so it was rather a sad day for her. But not for me – I was anxiously awaiting the end of the day so I could get all gussied up for the ROTC military ball in a neighboring town.