The other night I moseyed over to neighbor Alloceia’s for her master’s degree (Miss Smarty Pants) graduation party.
And for the boiled-in-a-big-ole-pot-in-the-backyard crabs!
This article is from Chiara Fucarino. Enjoy!
There are two types of people in the world: those who choose to be happy, and those who choose to be unhappy. Contrary to popular belief, happiness doesn’t come from fame, fortune, other people, or material possessions. Rather, it comes from within. The richest person in the world could be miserable while a homeless person could be right outside, smiling and content with their life.
On Saturday morning I attended the hip outdoor wedding of good buddies Olivia and Kevin in the beautiful courtyard of Asbury Memorial United Methodist Church here in Savannah.
Now, let me back up just a second. Faithful blog followers may recall that Olivia and Kevin, along with Kevin’s cool son Ethan (best man), attended my St. Patrick Day’s Parade Party a couple of months ago (my place in the historic district is right on the parade route, so I’m pretty popular on that day).
Here’s Kevin and Olivia at the party (my St. Patty Party, NOT their wedding party):
And here’s Kevin with son Ethan at the party, after I loaned them some of my green hair dye:
And here I am wearing Olivia’s boa just because it seemed the right thing to do:
Okay, back to the WEDDING! Saturday morning the weather could not have been more beautiful as the guests arrived.
Finally the beautiful bride walked in accompanied by her dad and dog.
“You may kiss the bride.”
“Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you Mr. and Mrs. Kevin and Olivia Schamaun.”
Now to the wedding party!
Ethan expertly manned the front door.
(Okay, okay, teenagers just have that demeanor.)
Mother of the bride, Kathyrn Osborne:
(Then I sorta sneaked in.)
A beautiful, fun and loving wedding.
A thousand wishes of joy for Olivia and Kevin!
I’m Hot but Happy. 98 degrees yesterday here in Savannah (heat index way over 100); 95 today. Whew. But unless I’m having heat tremors, here’s what I’m happy about today.
1. Seeing Love listed as an ingredient on a product label.
But kale? KALE?? Seriously?
2. The surprising, intricate beauty of looking up in Savannah.
3. My good buddy Riboclavin …
… without a thermometer. Okay, so maybe he doesn’t seem to be enjoying his food 100%, but still, he’s sitting in the sun, getting a vitamin D boost.
4. As some of you know, my grandkids call me “Abu” (Cuban/Hispanic shortened version of grandfather) because I thought “grandfather,” etc sounded entirely too paternally old. Well, six-year-old Daniel and three-year-old Gabriel are WILD over Skylanders. If you don’t know what I’m talking about, DO NOT try to figure it out. It’s far too complicated. But the Skylander franchise is basically taking over the world, of kids. Anyway, I recently told D and G that a brand new, exciting Skylander figure had just come available on the market, AbuForce!
The three-year old bought it for minute until the six-year-old exclaimed, “No way, Abu. You’re joking again.”
“I am not,” I lied. (Why does that trait come so easily to me?)
“Prove it, then,” smart-mouth Daniel challenged.
“Okay I will,” I responded, having no clue how to do so, or even what I meant.
“When?” he asked, a little smart-mouthier.
“Tomorrow,” I easily answered.
Sometimes, angels come your way. I told my friend Robert about my dilemma. He laughed and said he might be able to help. It seems the U.S miltary has a program called Huggs-to-Go, providing dolls for children of service men and women deployed. The figures have a place at the face for pictures of dad or mom, etc. Since Robert is retired Army and currently works at Hunter Army Airfield, he somehow managed to get me two of the dolls.
I presented the AbuForce figures to Daniel and Gabriel the next day. Both, in shock that there really was an AbuForce, melted my heart with their excitement over my little joke.
And the following day, they brought unparalleled joy to my heart when they both told me that they slept with AbuForce.
5. Beautiful paths to walk down.
Look for some joy this weekend. You’ll find it.