No, we didn't forget, we just went camping...
September 3, 2010 - memory 3
L - My wedding day. Well, maybe I should back up, my wedding weekend started with a phone call the Friday night before my wedding telling me that there had been a car accident and that 3 of our groomsmen had been involved in and were in the hospital. REALLY?!?! Yup, really. The night before my wedding was spent in the hospital until the wee hours of the morning, borrowing (ok, stealing) surgical masks from one of the ER rooms to play Charlie's Angel's in the hospital parking lot, a 3am breakfast at Perkins and about 4 hours of sleep before the biggest event in my life. I wasn't happy, not even a little bit. I'm pretty sure J was worried that I'd call the whole thing off at the rehearsal breakfast, I thought about it, like really thought about it. J, in classic J style, sat me on a picnic table and promised nothing like that would ever happen again....LOL. Later, I remember standing at the top of the church aisle with my dad and dad (I'm sure because he was dad) asked if I was sure I wanted to do this. And I looked down the aisle, saw J and said, yeah, I'm sure.
E - I remember dad had his own name for me, something ONLY he called me, Estar. (m) I never called you that. (e) I know, only he did. (m) Do you remember when he started calling you that? (e) I don't know, maybe around 7 or something. (m) I think it might have been when you started playing basketball? (e) Yeah, probably..
A - Dad had his own name for me too, cept I don't know why he called me Cakes, you didn't call me that, only dad. (m) Maybe because you were his Ally Cakes? (a) I don't know maybe. (m) Or maybe because you liked to eat cake? (a) Sure, I really don't know why....
Thanks for checking in.....
L
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