"All I'm saying people, is don't get drunk and take your three-month-old to Hooters!"

indeed. sound advice.

so the garage sale. yeah. we sold a bunch of crap that we no longer wanted. we made a good deal of money. hooray! all's well with the world. no, no marblemen, but we did have a lot of "bargain-makers". you know the type. they ask you how much something is; you tell them, then they say, "oh. well, will you take a nickel?" *sigh* but who cares. it's all over now, and the weight of the load of crap lying around my house has been drastically reduced. shew.

so then we frantically raced around and got ready for a wedding that evening. one of jeremy's friends married a very nice young lady in a very long religious ceremony. it was lovely, though. a nice big old church with lots of glowing woodwork and stained glass windows. the light in there was just gorgeous. and magnolia liked the acoustics. she enjoyed hearing her voice carry back to her as she shouted "DADADADADA!" during the vows. i guess she saw him up front in his tuxedo and wanted to say hi. eek. then we retired to the courtyard for punch and pie. well, really it was more like roast beef and cake, but punch and pie sounds much more genteel.

i really want to rant about something that happened at the wedding � but i'm not entirely sure who reads this site � and who doesn't ... so i think i'll temper my speech as much as possible. but just keep that in mind as you read on �

anyway, my reason for bringing up the wedding is to pose a question: at what age can one expect to cease being "punished" for the person one was in high school? many of the people who went to this wedding have been in school together all their lives. it's a small town, so they all went to the same junior high, the same high school. but.that.was.seven.years.ago. seven years. that's a long time. a person can change a lot in seven years. granted, i do not know her very well � but the bride has always been extremely nice to me at our every meeting. i also know that she has made jeremy's friend very, very happy. � and yet, some people apparently thought it appropriate to talk shit about her at her own wedding. and it's my feeling that they dislike her because of who she was in high school. every time i ask someone why she's so horrible, they bring up something that happened ten years ago. i'm baffled. are we not allowed the room to grow and change into someone new? i seriously hope that none of us are the same people we were ten years ago. and they seem upset that jeremy's friend spends most of his time with this girl � isn't that how it's supposed to work?! i mean, i would hope you don't marry someone you don't want to spend all your time with. yikes. and i'm sorry, but at some point, you have to support your friend and his choice. this girl is not doing anything horrible like beating him, cheating on him, or marrying him for his money (he has none).

i'm sure i'm missing something, but it just made me very sad. and i hope i haven't offended anyone who knows these people and the situation. it's just my diary and my opinions, ya know.