I think Rex looks so cute before our walk that I make Mark take a picture. Then I say, “No, don’t get me.” Rex looks like, “[Sigh] Look, I’m not your monkey.”
We just passed my wedding anniversary so this is a timely video.
I’ve been married twice, but to the same man.
First we had a “shot gun” wedding as I was 6 months pregnant. A really lovely ceremony in our living room. We threw it together in 5 days. Mark’s friend who is a judge married us and we had about 10 people there. Family and two friends. His restaurant catered a brunch. In the afternoon we drove down to Palm Springs for our honeymoon. It was Perfect. My mom said it was one of the best weddings she had ever been to. I think the only one she liked more was my brother’s which had a total of 5 people attending. We had lovely photos and I put them in a book as I waited for my daughter to be born.
But, I couldn’t leave well enough alone. When Vivien was a year we had a big, blow out 3 day long wedding redux in Palm Springs. There was the “Daphne Open” golf tourney. The “Mark croquet” morning. You know the kind of thing one can do BEFORE a certain notable Ponzi scheme was found out.
I won’t kid you too, I looked good at the 2nd wedding. I had lost my baby weight and then some. The desert color made every one look like a movie star. So, Why don’t I have ONE photo framed or in a book?
If you remember, a while ago I showed you the sad, forlorn-looking photo of Vivien for her portrait preceding her ballet recital. She was, of course, a triumph in both of her recitals. But, I was conflicted over if I was being too pushy by dressing her up and wanting her to take a cute picture. I know she’ll love to see it 20 years from now. As will I, because I am sure she will never come to visit… Maybe she’ll want it for her senior page, right?
So, I brought her big brother Oliver to help me elicit a positive response. Look how well it turned out! Pushy mom triumphs once again.