Erick's brother's wedding was Friday evening. We made it there and back safely,
but it was one of those days when just about everything went wrong.
We
had planned on going early and going to the Children's Museum for awhile in the
morning. Erick had worked on the new van and got it all ready to go. He'd
switched seats over to convert it from an 7-passenger van to an 8-passenger van,
and then switched the tires on our vans since the ones on our old one were new
and the ones on the one were old. He put insurance on it, and changed the title
and plates. We had driven it around and everything was working fine. This
morning we loaded it all up and went to start it, and it wouldn't start. The
engine wouldn't turn over. He tried and tried, but it just wasn't working.
We saw soon enough that we weren't going to get it running in time to go
to the Children's Museum, so we skipped that idea. We tried calling rental
places to see if we could rent one, and every single place we called was booked
for the entire weekend and had nothing available. We even called someone from
the church to see if we could borrow their van, and it was in the shop. (Later
we remembered they were on vacation anyway.) Finally, we called his sister (the
one who stayed with us when Erick was sick) and she agreed to meet us halfway
and take some of the kids. So all eight of us squeezed into the car (which holds
six at the most) and went and met his sister and she took half the kids in her
car. Towards the end of the trip, our car started acting funny, too. I think
something in the transition is going bad, because we couldn't put it in
overdrive for the rest of the trip.
The wedding had it's own share of
troubles. The air conditioning in the church wasn't working, for one. It was
pretty hot in the church. The wedding itself was very pretty. The colors were
yellow and red, and everyone looked very nice. The brides two sisters (one of
them is my brother's wife) were both wearing matching maternity dresses and
looked adorable. She (my brother's wife) had broken her tailbone a couple of
weeks ago and so she wasn't able to sing at the wedding like she had planned.
The reception wasn't planned very well, though. It was a potluck
wedding, but no one brought drinks. There wasn't any punch with the cake, and we
ran out of plates and food. The pictures took too long and some of the guests
left before the bride and groom ever arrived. We all enjoyed ourselves, though.
Sometimes things just don't go as planned, I guess.
I counted up the
remaining siblings to get married. Erick has six more, and I have five more, so
we have eleven more weddings to attend, and then our kids will be getting
married, and then the nieces and nephews. It's going to be crazy.
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