I hurt from the back of my neck to my toes.  I am not kidding!!

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I had quite a fiasco with my make-up.  I actually had to Google, which to apply first, concealer or foundation.  Strange how I could forget a process I did every day when I worked.

When I opened up the light brown, white swirly Cover Girl foundation I had last used two years ago, it was kind of dried out.  So---like any normal woman, I spit on it a little, to get it to a more moist, creamy state.

Foundation--concealer--blush--more concealer.  Big poufy brush on cake powder.  Smaller poufy brush, more blush.  More concealer.  More poufy brush powder.  Highlighter under the brow--a bit of bluish eye shadow at outside corner of eyelids.  

Mascara--the scariest part of all.  I told my right hand tremor to just hold still and brushed upwards as best I could.  I discovered in the process, that I have really short eyelashes.  Where did they go?  Another coat of mascara--let it dry.  Should I chance another coat?  Nope--not taking any more changes of sticking the mascara wand into my eye!!  A bit of lipstick on my thin, disappearing lips and a final spray with a fine mist of water--just to set everything.

Hair?  That's easy.  A run through with the brush and spray.

Susan and Chuck picked me up at 12:30.

You can tell we were born 13 years apart.  She obviously came at the end of the gene pool!  HAH!

When we got to the big Catholic church, I sought out the groom's room, and presented  his "lucky penny for his pocket", to Marcus, which also gave us a few minutes to kiss, hug and for me to give him his blessing.

6'5" grandson Stephen walking me in.

I had to whisper to slow down a bit,

he was taking such big strides.

 Our side of the family

Della, Helene& Mike, Madeleine, my ex's wife, my ex, Morgan, Marcus, Me, Karen & Mark, Susanna and Stephen

Karen & Mark and Morgan & Marcus

The back of me and Grandma Irene's head

I now have her e-mail address.

She will be moving up here this fall 

The newly constructed Rivard clan.

Stefan & Maddie, James & Susanna, Morgan & Marcus, Mark & Karen, Carolyn & Stephen

Della, Helene & Mike in the back.

Stefan & Maddie to be married a year from now.

James & Susanna, dating.  He lives in Alaska, she in Portland, OR.

Carolyn & Stephen, dating, both in pre-med at Michigan State.

Me and my girls

Jennifer, Cindy (DIL)

Moi & Karen

Missing our Pammie a whole lot!!

 My Mark & Cindy

The reception was held on the grounds of Michigan State University, in the Horticultural gardens and conservatory.

 Chuck & susan

Karen and her eldest son

the groom.

I have tons more, but this is enough.

Interesting Note: 

Marcus graduated from University of Michigan--the inside lining of his Navy jacket was Maize.  The rest of us in Marcus' family either went to, graduated from or just love Michigan State University.  Morgan and her family moved here or still live in Ohio and are huge Ohio State University fans.  This makes for interesting conversations when we get together to watch college football and basketball.  It's a good thing we are all nice people, as there never is any picking on whoever's team loses.

Our family is now comprised of Catholics, Protestants (Morgan did not convert), Jews, Agnostics.  Republicans, Democrats and Libertarians.  Again, because we are all nice people, we never argue about differences...heck, we don't even think about it.  We are family and family means (should mean) acceptance of each member.

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BTW--the bathroom at the reception was 864 steps away.  There was a blue painted line on the cement walkway, that led through green houses on each side, through the loading dock area, around passed classrooms.  864 steps!  I counted.  I made the trip 3 times.  Plus all the walking on cement parking lots and sidewalks--thus the severe back, hips, feet pain today.

Worth every bit!!!!

I'm ready

I have my schedule make for tomorrow.  Susan and Chuck are going to pick me up instead of me having to drive to their place.  12:30 is the time--to get there by 1:30 for wedding at 2:00.

I have developed a UTI which is making my small bladder even more irritated.  I hope the ceremony doesn't last very long.  I will be sitting in the front of the church and would have to stand up and leave to seek a bathroom, while everyone watches me.

I shined up my old navy blue shoes and they will work.

I have everything ready to go.

I ran the top and skirt through the dryer,

on low heat, with a dryer sheet.

Hoping to prevent static cling.

I have my purse, knee highs, two scrubbies I made for

the bride,s aunt because I heard her mention how

much she liked and needed them.

Mints, a cough drop, tissues in the purse.

The gift

An Marcus' lucky year-he-was-born

penny for his pocket.

A cool front coming through tonight promises temperature of 72 tomorrow!!
Good thing, because the reception is held in the Michigan State Horticultural gardens--conservatory.  All that glass might be a bit too warm if we had temps like we had this past week.

I will not be taking my camera, but hoping someone takes photos that I can get them to e-mail.

I have been remiss----

Over a week since I posted.  What can I say?

It's too dang hot!!!  We are not used to 94 degree temps, with 80% humidity.  Here in the Mitten State, surrounded by cool Great Lakes and many trees, we shouldn't have to endure this kind of weather.  If I wanted to sweat and feel faint all the time, I'd move to Florida!!!

While my neighbors open their windows and doors in the morning, I have my A/C on all the time.  If it is cool, it doesn't come on.  It's the humidity, you see.  To keep it comfortable inside, one must keep it dry.  To keep it dry, one must run the A/C.  I once had an HVAC guy tell me, when the A/C comes on, it will run for an hour to cool and dry the house.  Sofa's, carpets, curtains all hold the moisture and heat---it takes a long time to cool those things off.  It is cheaper to keep the A/C on than it is to try and cool everything down in the afternoon.  So, until we get that cool, less humid front
to come through tomorrow or Friday, I will keep the house shut up.  That way, my A/C comes on infrequently.

Anyway--expecting a break in the weather and for the wedding this Saturday--72 degrees and low humidity.  YAY!

I have all my gardening done.  I only have one pot of annuals.  A day after I finished, we got a good, soaking rain.

Madeleine had a ballet recital last week, that I attended.  Not only does she still dance, but now she choreographs dances and teaches two classes.  It was delightful and I got home at 8:55, just as it was getting dark.

Yesterday, I got my hair cut and my eyebrows arched.  As I was reclining in the waxing chair, I heard someone say, "MOM!"  It was Karen, there to also get her hair cut.  I thought for the wedding she was probably going to wear her hair "up", but she said, "I'm here to get this hot mop chopped off!"  What that means to Karen and what that means to me are two different things.  She probably is going to get an inch cut off.  When I say that, it means, I want it a half inch short all over my head.

Although I got it trimmed, with still a bit of length to bring my hair over the top of my ears, after the wedding--------I will go back to have it cut around my ears, and short, short on top!

I was so lucky that one of my genealogy clients had mailed me $150.00 check, as being the end of the month, I have no money.  I cashed that check, filled the car with $3.09 a gallon gas, $39.00, got my hair cut and brows waxed = $50.00,  and a couple refilled ink jets=$50.00.  I still have $$$ left to buy food, which is needed, but too hot to drive a car that A/C only works intermittently.

I have never in my life seen so many Maple tree whizzers, falling and laying on my driveway.  I have heard from sister and friends that they too have this problem.  I wonder what is causing it.  Too cold and wet an early spring?  Too hot and dry a late spring?  Whatever, in my long life, it is not a natural occurrence.

I need to sweep them off because when rain comes,

they will turn mushy and start to decay

and stain my driveway.

First Lord Baltimore comes

Then Lady Baltimore comes 

Then Lord Baltimore checks out the Hummingbird

feeder to see if the juice in there is tastier than in his feeder. 

I did write about the genealogy I am working on, right?  Trying to find the correct "blood line" surname.  

It took me days, but I finally figured it out and have gone back 12 generations.   I decided though, that because I had done research on the adoptive families, I would also enclose a pedigree of those ancestors.  I have his book done--90 pages.

Now to start his wife's book.  At first they wanted them together, but you know, nowadays with the divorce rate and all, I figured I would do separate books--one of his family, one of hers.  That way, if any unforeseen divorce happens in the coming years, they won't have to fight over who gets custody of the genealogy--although probably that worry would be the last thing on their minds.

I just have this obsessive, perfectionist thing going on with my genealogies.  I want them to be true, accurate and perfect in every detail.

After all...what else do I have to do around here, but sit at the computer and work 5 hours a day.

Oh--yes--there is laundry and cleaning that needs doing.  I can barely walk into this room for all the "stuff" that needs putting away.  Dust an inch thick in here.  I haven't washed the windows or the curtains as yet.  I have too many papers and research stuff on my desk to even think about clearing it off.

Ahhh--there will be time for that...later.

Spring Time

I have 4 Lilac bushes to the west of my house.

When I open the one living room window and my kitchen window, the scent that comes in

just about hynotizes me.  I have such wonderful childhood memories of the large

Lilac bushes my Mother had--also west of the house.  

"So the breeze from the west will blow their scent into the house." she said.

It's Spring time here!

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I made out a schedule or "to do" list or whatever you want to call it.

Monday--clean planters, arrange, plant.  Corn in raised bed by shed.  Cherry tomato in one pot, Bonny Best tomato in the other.  Large blue tub, plant cucumber to climb on trellis.

Plant annuals in 3-tiered planter.  Pull Quack grass from front garden.

Reality:  Monday, it rained all day.  Vacuumed and dusted house.  Washed bedding.

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Tuesday (today)--do Monday.

Reality:  It is going to rain most of the day.  Run to Walmart and Michael's.  Buy garden hose.

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Wednesday--do Monday??

I deleted the post I published on Thursday.
I had written about something/someone that if someone found out would send me back into "ignoring you" prison.
I have no people from Russia that read my blog like pal Jean does, but I just might have spies.
HAH!!

Recap

May 1st--by budget was in the red $67.00
May 3rd-I received notice that my monthly budget payment for my electricity was being lowered by $7.00 a month.
May 5th- I received a check from one of my genealogy clients to pay account in full.

MY BUDGET WAS NOW IN THE BLACK.

May 9th-the pilot light on my water heater blew out again.
May 10th-lunch with the Old School Gal Pals--cost more than I had in cash--had to use Debit card.
May 11th- service guy lit pilot light and told me I probably needed a higher exhaust flue up on the roof to keep it from blowing out every time we have a storm.  Cost estimate: $200.00
May 11th-evening, microwave oven blew up.  Made horrible noise, grinding noise, then light started flashing, sparks started flying and door popped open.  Cost estimate for new one-$50.00-$70.00

MY BUDGET IS IN THE DARK, DARK RED.

May 12th-Got Mother's Day check from Jen- $100.00--new microwave in the future, with some left over.  Also got a call from Pammie.  She is having so much fun and sounds so relaxed and happy that I could not be sad that she has moved out to NJ.

May 14th- Shoes arrived I had ordered for wedding.  So low cut on sides that my foot spreads out.  Have to return to Mall, which involves driving through two round-abouts!
May 14th-Got car license renewal from state.  Cost-gone up from $71.00 to $85.00 for my 20 year old car.

I can't wait to see what disasters await me the last half of this month!!!

Grandma's, Godsends and Goodness

Grandma Irene, the bride Morgan, Grandma Judy-the groom's grandma.

We both look like our hands are crippled.

Well, you know I was worrying about this month's budget.  I just had to put that worry out of my mind and keep thinking, "God will provide."

The next morning, I got an e-mail from my gas company.  I am on a budget plan where I pay the same amount every month--year around.  It was a notice to say that my budget payment had been lowered by $7.00.  I read it twice and then said, "Well now.  Ain't that something?"

Two days later, I opened my mail and there was a check from one of my genealogy clients.  She was paying me off by the month.  I had totally forgotten and thought she had paid in full.  There was her final payment check.  Guess what?  My budget for May is no longer in the red.

Yeah--I know, a lot of you will think, "What a nice thing for Judy.  A nice coincidence that these just happened to come when she needed them."

You can think that, it's okay, but...I know that I know that I know...

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Hey, I got a phone call from the Old Coot last night.  We talked for an hour and it was nice--kinda nice.  He stated that I was an amazing woman--generous, compassionate, forgiving.  I told him the forgiveness was selfish on my part, because things were still in my mind after all these years, made for some bad dreams and the only way to save my own sanity, was to forgive him (and others).  The thoughts went away, along with the night terrors.

Then he went on (trying) to discuss his political beliefs.  I thought perhaps he had moderated on them in the past 30 years.  Not so.  I didn't comment, just sort of "hm-mm" every now and then.  We may both belong to the same political party, but he is so far out there, that I can't agree with any of his views.  So best to direct the conversation to how he is feeling--emotionally.

The day I saw him, he was a mess.  Skinny, unshaven, emotional.  He's doing better.  Concentrating on eating better, getting lots of protein for strength and has no more grief because, "Life is for the living."  Okay.

He is still buried in paperwork and things that need doing, but also preparing his garden for planting season.  He still has a huge garden.

So we reminisced about things--I racked my brain to come up with funny memories that would make him laugh and we ended the phone call on a positive note.

He didn't offer to come down here for a visit...I didn't offer to stop in at his place for a visit.  I can see that phone calls could be nice.  I would like to be friendly.  I'd like for both of us to end our lives without rancor towards each other, or at least with me having no rancor towards him, as he has said many times lately, it was none of my fault and that he was in the midst of mental illness.

Boy!  He sure was!! I just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.  LOL