A Fancy Saturday and A Hillbilly Sunday

Ah, for a moment I can relax. Nothing to do for at least another 1/2 hour. I suppose that's not true as I could get up and go get the clothes off the line and iron Adam's works shirts. But hey, that can wait...

I haven't blogged a lot this week because of all the great, wonderful things that have been going on. I shall start at Sunday. No wait, last Saturday....

Last Saturday, after spending the previous night at my parents with my siblings, Adam and I (and Adam's mother, Joanne) sped off to Tonawanda to attend our cousin Jennifer's wedding. That's what the "all the happy people" picture is about. It was a medium sized wedding in a nice-looking, old church. The bride was lovely in her white satin gown, all done up with beads. And everyone looked just smashing. The ceremony, though religious, seemed rather long. Maybe it was because in all their religion, the personal touch of my Savior appeared to be lacking. Prayers were read out of a book, scripture readings were selected out of several provided to choose from (one including the book of Tobias) and there was a chance for all to go forward to take communion and be blessed by the priest. In all their religiousness, the Holy Spirit was lacking. A true relationship with Jesus Christ was not what was being sought. But despite of this, it was a nice wedding and everyone was encouraged to strive and keep Jenn and her husband, Brian, committed to one another, forsaking all others, to keep their vows for life. I found that very striking, that the priest held each one present accountable for keeping Jenn and Brian together.
The reception was also very pretty, but not too much fun. We didn't sit with anyone we knew (except for Joanne) although Adam's cousin Bobby came over to talk with us. And we did have fun with Garrett. The food was tasty and Uncle Ken and Aunt Sandy made for good conversation. The cake had creamy filling and was made with three different square layers. Pretty cool looking. We didn't do any dancing because we left shortly after they started. I always enjoy seeing Adam's side of the family. I wish they lived closer.

On Sunday, after church, Adam and I went out again. Only this time we went with Bob, Joanne and Andy to the Grizzly Festival near Nunda. We usually buy meat from Grizzly's Meat sumpin'or other and they throw festivals in the summer, like the Lumberjack Festival and the Grizzly Festival. So Bob, my father-in-law, had heard about this festival and really, really wanted to go. (He's the one who's really enjoying the chicken to the left.) Sounded fun to me. Craft sales, tractor pulls, the works. Talk about hill billies. It was pretty cool... a chain saw artist, a bandsaw mill demonstation (Dad woulda liked that), a home town type auction and good food all in one place. At the auction, they sold two little oinkers. (Seen in the picture to the right.) This one guy kept buying all the stuff. Wasn't very fair. He must've had a big pocketbook. I bought two BIG things of sprinkles. No one was bidding, so I got them for $1.00. What a bargain... although they had started melting 'cause it was so hot. Oh well, still good for cookies. Who wants to come over and help me bake?

As for the rest of my week, you must wait for that. This post is too long as it is.