Random Thoughts.....

It has been raining for days, and it is supposed to rain for more days. And I really don't mind. I kind of like being forced to stay inside and crochet.

Tomorrow would have been my parents' anniversary. Sixty-one years. Only they got divorced about 42 years ago. I really wish I could erase some of that useless information from my brain.

My parents got married three days after my mother's sixteenth birthday. My grandparents got married ON my grandmother's sixteenth birthday.

The first time Hubby got married, I was six years old. My sister got married the very same day.

I had too much wine at a wedding reception once. I decided to spend the night somewhere it was safe rather than drive home. Only I woke up the next morning in my own house. Scary.

When Katydid got married the second time, I played the piano for her wedding. For one of the selections I played while guests were filing in, I chose "Send in the Clowns." She dared me.

At Nurse Jane's wedding, I was terrified that my parents would get in a fight right there in front of God and everybody. I was six.

There may be nothing in the world more painful than attending the wedding of the person you thought YOU were going to marry.

Hubby and I went to the wedding of one of my former co-workers a few years ago. It was a church wedding, and it lasted 12 minutes. At the end, every single person in the congregation looked at his/her watch. Then we hurried to the reception.

I've never been asked to be a bridesmaid in a wedding. I'm guessing it's a little late now.

I was in college when Lady Diana and Prince Charles got married. I got up at some ungodly hour of the morning (3:00 AM? 4:00 AM?) to watch their wedding on television.

I don't know how this topic turned to random thoughts about weddings.

It's still raining. But tomorrow is Friday.