We had our wedding shower sunday.  We played several games: wedding Mad Libs, the clothespin crossing of the legs, and how well do you know the couple.  I was pretty surprised by how many people got the “what’s the common mispronouncation of our names?” question wrong.  My brother just didn’t understand it.  The answer, by the way, is Sarry or Harah.  My mom also started arguing with me as to what my eye colour is. Geesh!  We got a lot of stuff that we registered for.  I put the new shams, bedshirt and comforter on the bed last night.  The cats approve.  We’re trying to find room for the Forman and Food Processor.  I think everyone had a good time.  Damien made too many sweets, but nothing new with that.  My mom made everyone sing “Happy Birthday” to me and I quickly got embarrassed and turned bright red.  I hate being the centre of attention like that!  It’s one of the reasons I don’t usually have a birthday party.

l-r (top-bottom):

Harry and Richard B. (one of my dad’s friends), Harry and his sister Lisa, partygoers, Richard B.

Harry, Harry and Jolby, Pat (our officiant), Pat and Shannon

Lisa and Clara (Harry’s sis and mom), Harry with the ribbon bouquet, partygoers, Harry wearing the ribbon bouquet as a sporran

me wearing the ribbon bouquet as a hat

Izzy and Dante enjoying the new comforter.