We tied the knot! Our piano player struck up the tune to “Going to the Chapel,” the small gathering of guests sang along off key, and Ginnie marched up the aisle on a carpet of Kentucky bluegrass. Waiting for the blushing bride were my old college buddy, Joel Boy, as best man, Ginnie’s daughter, Emily, as maid of honor, Pastor Bryan, from the Congregational Church of Mt. Pleasant and, of course, me. Ginnie looked radiant in her sparkly champagne wedding dress. I thought to myself, how can a guy be so lucky?
No, there was no bachelor party the night before. I’m old enough and wise enough to know that a good night’s sleep is much more important.
The setting for our wedding was our new “farm,” (actually an acreage), one mile east of Mt. Pleasant. We had a large tent set up in the backyard for the wedding ceremony, and the nearby gravel road freshly treated with dust control. (We didn’t want our guests choking on dust.) Butch Biddle, from Butch’s River Rock Cafe in Oakland Mills, catered Iowa’s prize-winning tenderloins. How apropos for National Pork Month. We knew we wouldn’t have any trouble getting people to come if we offered Butch’s tenderloins. Actually, Butch had double hernia surgery three days before the wedding, so his wife, Missy, did the catering. And the tenderloins were delicious.
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After stuffing our faces, Ginnie and I departed in Ginnie’s wedding present from me—a brand new, four-wheel drive, John Deere Gator! Yep. There’s a nice oval driveway on our farm, perfect for four-wheeling the grandkids, so the all-terrain vehicle was a must. And it was a hit with the wedding guests—dads giving rides to kids and wives.
Having accepted offers on both our houses, we thought it only fitting and proper that our wedding be at “The Farm,” and we spend our first night together as husband and wife, in “The Farm House.” Furnishings were scanty because we hadn’t fully moved in, but we made do. We had the main essentials, a coffee pot, eggs and bacon and Buddy. What else do you need? Oh, a sunrise.From our new master bedroom, we watched the sun rise over the cornfields to bless and sanctify our new life together. A nice long ride on the Gator was in order to start the first day off right. Then back home again, jiggity jog, to open wedding gifts and write “thank yous.”
Due to our busy schedules, we can’t have an official honeymoon until spring. At that time, we’re planning a trip to London. So, we spent Sunday moving furniture to “The Farm.” We still have a lot of moving to do, and our lives are in chaos, spread out over three houses and two towns. We don’t expect life to settle down until after the first of the year. But it will all work out. Stay tuned for a couple of massive garage sales.
Monday was a workday for both of us—Ginnie commuting to Ottumwa for her job at the hospital, and me with my insurance work. It’s open enrollment time for Medicare. Busy, busy, busy. The pole barn on the farm called to me as I left for my first appointment. “Come do some welding, make some art!”
For more at http://www.sheindressau.com/sexy-wedding-dresses
No, there was no bachelor party the night before. I’m old enough and wise enough to know that a good night’s sleep is much more important.
The setting for our wedding was our new “farm,” (actually an acreage), one mile east of Mt. Pleasant. We had a large tent set up in the backyard for the wedding ceremony, and the nearby gravel road freshly treated with dust control. (We didn’t want our guests choking on dust.) Butch Biddle, from Butch’s River Rock Cafe in Oakland Mills, catered Iowa’s prize-winning tenderloins. How apropos for National Pork Month. We knew we wouldn’t have any trouble getting people to come if we offered Butch’s tenderloins. Actually, Butch had double hernia surgery three days before the wedding, so his wife, Missy, did the catering. And the tenderloins were delicious.
Read: http://www.sheindressau.com/princess-wedding-dresses
After stuffing our faces, Ginnie and I departed in Ginnie’s wedding present from me—a brand new, four-wheel drive, John Deere Gator! Yep. There’s a nice oval driveway on our farm, perfect for four-wheeling the grandkids, so the all-terrain vehicle was a must. And it was a hit with the wedding guests—dads giving rides to kids and wives.
Having accepted offers on both our houses, we thought it only fitting and proper that our wedding be at “The Farm,” and we spend our first night together as husband and wife, in “The Farm House.” Furnishings were scanty because we hadn’t fully moved in, but we made do. We had the main essentials, a coffee pot, eggs and bacon and Buddy. What else do you need? Oh, a sunrise.From our new master bedroom, we watched the sun rise over the cornfields to bless and sanctify our new life together. A nice long ride on the Gator was in order to start the first day off right. Then back home again, jiggity jog, to open wedding gifts and write “thank yous.”
Due to our busy schedules, we can’t have an official honeymoon until spring. At that time, we’re planning a trip to London. So, we spent Sunday moving furniture to “The Farm.” We still have a lot of moving to do, and our lives are in chaos, spread out over three houses and two towns. We don’t expect life to settle down until after the first of the year. But it will all work out. Stay tuned for a couple of massive garage sales.
Monday was a workday for both of us—Ginnie commuting to Ottumwa for her job at the hospital, and me with my insurance work. It’s open enrollment time for Medicare. Busy, busy, busy. The pole barn on the farm called to me as I left for my first appointment. “Come do some welding, make some art!”
For more at http://www.sheindressau.com/sexy-wedding-dresses
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