Last night, we held the wedding reception for my oldest daughter and her new husband. It was a comedy of errors on our part, brought on by extenuating circumstances, which could have ended up much worse than it did, though it was bad enough as it was.
First, we were a
little confused as to when she wanted this to start. She told one group 5 pm,
and on her facebook invitation, she put 6:30. Then, on the invitations, (which
we did not get), she said 6 pm. We finally got everything ready at 6:30.
Second, my wife went through two emergency surgeries last weekend (just
after the wedding), so she was not able to do everything she would have normally
been able to do.
Third, eveyone underestimated the time it would take to do
everything that needed to be done. One example-- the wedding cake did not get
finished until an hour after the reception started. Nobody's fault, it just
took longer due to little things.
Then, the groom found out that he had
tforgotten his shirt. The first guests showed up while he was still gone to
In spite of all of this, it turned out fine. Everything was in
place by the end of the reception, and everyone who came seemed to enjoy
themselves--except the bride. Well maybe by the end. At leats she will never
forget it. She might even forgive us eventually.
Keep smiling. Hang in
Sunday, October 7, 2012
Keys to my classroom
Keys to my vehicle
and a pocket knife.
I usually carry at least one set of keys, but sometimes two because of my school keys. The chapstick depends on the time of year, since I don't always need or use it. The cell phone seems to have become a necessity, especially since we got rid of our house phone. However, the one thing I almost always have in my pocket is a pocketknife. I have carried at least one since I was around eight years old. The way I was raised, it was something you just did. Today's kids may miss out on this. They can't carry a knife to school, because the fed has decided that they aren't responsible enough to do so. They will stab someone with that little 2 inch knife blade. Forget the fact that if a kid is going to stab someone with a knife, they don't care if it is against the rules, and they won't use a little 2 inch blade. While it may be true that a kid could use a knife like this in a crime of opportunity on the spur of the moment, it never really happened in my 12 years of public school. I hope the time comes when my kids, grandkids, or their kids can once again know the pleasure of carrying a small knife in their pocket. You never know when you might need it, and there is no prouder 9 year old, than the one who pulls out HIS knife for dad to use.
So, what's in your pocket? Stick.