Really need to get this off the guest room bed and send it to the dry cleaners. Until that point in time, it lies there as a reminder of a magical, skinny, perfect ending and more-than-I-could-ask-for beginning.
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A while back, I had the idea to further develop this blog into stories about the adventures that life sometimes throws at me, but realized that I couldn't successfully do that without first introducing you to the Cast of Characters.
I really didn't have any intention to start those introductions this evening, but I was thumbing through some old photos and came across this one:
It begs to be summarized, but there is no short way to go about summarizing this one.
All that to say, these are two of my favorite people. On the left, we have one E Conrad. She's a BFF. She is really awesome photos, a tad perfectionist, and cupcake grunge. She has an unfortunate love affair with OU, and likes the color green.
E and I date back to the first day in fifth grade, when she, in her scotty-dog-sweater, turned around in her desk to introduce herself to me. Over the course of that seating arrangement, I fell in love with E and her extensive hairbow collection. We bonded in high school over bagels and Dr. Pepper.
The cool thing about E is that we "get" each other, in a three-hundred-and-sixty degrees kind of way. I can send her weird text messages like "I just saw gasoline for $2.44 a gallon and thought of you", which doesn't mean an lick of anything to non-E people. I can tell her that in my color-coded alphabet brain, the letter "E" is green, and she'd probably say, "Well, of course it is." And that would be that. Hubs and I love to get together with E and her hubs--they like dogs and the lake and frosty beverages, so it's safe to say that we're sort of the Four Amigos.
During the course of the pre-wedding events, E decided that the goober on the right, one Maus Walter (names have been changed to protect the guilty), would make a good adopted cousin. She's right. Maus Walter is a very good cousin, and being a rather smart and sweet fellow, with a tendency to adopt lost things himself, has a tendency to be rather adoptable. Maus Walter adopts cacti (if that's the plural of cactus), turtles, snakes and bugs, cousins, a Doberman, and most recently, a short and darling girl from Stillwater, OK.
Maus Walter was, according to his mother, an eleven pound baby when he was born. I think the extra weight must have been in his cranium, because he's always managed to be one step ahead of his peers in his studies. He was pre-med at OU, and now he's in med school in Philly. When Francie ate ant poisoning, Cousin Maus helped me calculate what she ate, researched what meds she needed, and drove us to the emergency animal clinic. He's an awesome guy, and needs to get through med school fast, and come back home to meet Kiddo and hang with Speidi (the short and darling girl from Stillwater, OK).
So, to make a short story long, in the scrapbook that I will hopefully get around to making someday (as Maus Walter's mother would insist), the caption of this photo will be: "If this isn't proof that we had one heck of a wedding, I don't know what is."
This is the kind of love that happens when best friends and best family collide: everyone gets adopted and lives happily ever after.
