Yesterday evening hubby and I went to a wedding at Stone Mountain. I don’t know if many of you have ever been to Stone Mountain or even heard of Stone Mountain but it’s actually kind of cool. Stone Mountain is touted as the largest piece of exposed granite in the world. Not Georgia, not the US but the WORLD… Now THAT is a claim to fame. Here is a picture I took when we were leaving the wedding. You can see the mountain above the lake.
The wedding was of one of our old neighbors daughters. Mary was one of #1’s first childhood friends. She is a sweetheart. She has always been able to make me laugh. I have to tell my favorite Mary story. Mary was always at our house or #1 was at Mary’s but usually Mary was at our house. One day when they were in middle school, #1 and Mary were laying in the middle of our living room floor (on their backs) watching TV. I was going somewhere (probably the store). Our house was a split foyer. #2 was downstairs in their bedroom. My nickname for #2 has been Sabu for years (pronounced say boo).
I was standing at the top of the stairs calling down to tell #2 I was leaving. #1 and Mary already knew I was leaving because they were right there, so I lean over the banister/stair rail and yell “Sabu!”. Mary, as serious as she could be, sits up, turns around, looks at me and says “Boo!”. She was totally serious. I looked at her and said ”Mary, what are you talking about?” and she said …. “You SAID to say boo!” I cracked up and bless her heart, I think I hurt her feelings because she was being totally serious. I reminded her of that story last night at the wedding and she said “well, you DID say to say boo!”
It was great to see some of our old neighbors and their now grown kids. We haven’t lived in that neighborhood in about 6 or 7 years now so it had been awhile since we had seen them unless we ran in to them in the grocery store or somewhere.
Mary was a beautiful bride and looked as happy as she could be which made ME very happy and hubby got to leave work early and go with me which also made me happy.
Two of the girls that #1 went to school with are BOTH pregnant. I had to violate them both by rubbing their bellies so I could feel the babies move. And told them both to hint to #1 that it’s HER turn now. Ya hear that, #1? I know you do! Here they are with their little baby bumps!
The reception was lovely and I think my two favorite parts were when Mary and both her sisters got on the dance floor and danced to maybe the chicken dance? I can’t remember but it was cute. I always thought it was cool that mom has blond hair and dad had brown hair and ALL three girls have red hair. Such beauties!
My other favorite part was when they play “play that funky music” and Mary brought her grandma out on the dance floor in her wheelchair and danced with her, even twirling her. At one point her whole family (mom, dad and both sisters) were all out there dancing with Grandma, Such a lovely family.
Having known them since #1 and Mary were 2 years old, we have known them a LONG time since Mary and Nikki are 26 now. My…. Where DID the time go?
And of course the daddy/daughter dance, as usual, got me. They danced to the same song that #1 and hubby danced to at #1’s wedding: I Loved Her First:
Gets me EVERY time I hear it but especially under those circumstances. The first time I can ever remember hearing it was when I was driving home from Nashville by myself right after we moved her up there and I had to literally pull over on the side of the road because I was sobbing so hard I could NOT see the road. They grow up and leave us physically but they never leave our hearts.