A year ago this month, my grandmother celebrated her 93rd birthday.
13 days later she had a stroke and died in early June.
It has been a hard year without her. I didn’t often get to talk to her over the phone, but she had joined Facebook a while ago to be able to talk with her various grandchildren and relatives across the country. She really enjoyed the casino games on there 🙂
I’ve missed her a lot.
Yesterday, I was feeling very low. Visited my dad in the hospital and then went home and got into bed for an hour with intermittent crying. Not good at all. So, we went in for the Pumpkin Festival. I thought it would be at the Common because it was there many years ago when we first went. However, they moved it to City Hall Plaza instead and, luckily, I remembered that it had moved.
I also remembered to bring my tripod because I have a tendancy to shake and lean when taking pictures that need absolute stillness. Its a rather annoying thing, but I guess that is what you have to deal with sometimes.
This was exactly the outing I needed, though, as I was able to just wander around and take pictures of jack o lanterns and marvel at the carving skills of some people. I have no idea how they do it…I can’t even draw a straight line sometimes 🙂
In the next few weeks, I’ll hopefully be able to grab onto moments like these to help drag me out of my depression and into a better mood. That is the only way I’ll stay healthy and be able to be of any help to my family.
We have made it back from our weekend of Maris(s)a weddings with little problems other than a serious lack of motivation to finish my internship paper, only 2 1/2 pages left! Either way, the weddings were both for a girl named Maris(s)a and could not have been more different.
Marissa and Richard had: a full mass, a weird priest, fog for their first dance (seriously Disney like), lots of drunk friends, an injury at the end of the reception, and lots of hungover 20 year olds the next day.
Marisa and Mike had: a long Protestant ceremony, a nice priest, the best appetizers that we have ever had (they had sushi and an ice fountain with drinks in it!), an injury at the beginning of the ceremony, great food for dinner (the filet melted in my mouth and the champagne was soooo good), and a lot of hungover 20 year olds the next day.
So, some similarities, but each unique. I took some pictures…but I shake and low light does not combine to make pretty pictures. Need to get a monopod or something so that I only lean instead of lean and shake.
Right now, I’m just glad to be in my own home instead of a hotel and getting this work done so I don’t have a panic attack tomorrow. The Red Sox are going to mess up my commute to school, but I’ll be home before the game ends.
In the past few years, I have rarely been to a regular wedding. Or what I might consider a traditional wedding. The one we went to in Texas not only had a Groom’s cake (with Longhorns on it), but the bride had taken photos of herself in her wedding dress and father’s cowboy boots. Another wedding we went to included a visit from Pat the Patriot:
At another wedding, we were brought up to the 14th floor above Washington, D.C. with sweeping views of the monuments and my cousin getting dollar bills stuffed down her dress. And she isn’t a spring chicken, either.
This weekend, we have more memories in the making as there are 2, TWO!, weddings to go to. My cousin Richard is getting married to Marissa in CT and our friends Mike and Marisa (notice, same name, different spelling) are getting married in NY. They both hold a promise of fun, good times, and slight headaches (open bars at both) with ample opportunity to take lots of great photos. I cannot wait 🙂
A Small Girl in the Great Outdoors 