In June of this year all 29 members on my side of the family were together for the first time in 10 years. I’ve mentioned this before and will probably be guilty of pointing it out again but was quite momentous. For us, at least. It’s even been called historic.
I’m the oldest of 5 children. Iris Dawn was my first name. Well, technically it was the original name my parents chose while expecting their firstborn.
But you have to say it the right way. IIIIris – making sure to go heavy on the I and Dawwwwwwn – heavy on the w. Not like Don. Dawwwwwn.
While quite a lovely name, it wasn’t meant to be. My Dad’s secretary at the time was Iris and her daughter Dawn, so my parents settled for Sonya Annette.
Have you ever thought about the fact that your family has it’s own culture? I tend to think of culture in the broad sense…as in Native American culture, Southern culture, Western culture, etc.
One of Webster’s definitions of culture is...the characteristic features of everyday existence shared by people in a place or time.
Every family has it’s own culture. Some good…some bad…(we’re dwelling on the good here)…things like Friday night pizza night, a specific holiday menu, extended family weekend at the lake, cousin sleepovers at the grandparents house and in this case…
We are so excited for them. The preparations have run the gamut from arranging fresh flowers to making an unusual aisle cloth. From making more chicken salad than I’d like to recall to cleaning 50 year old milk bottles covered in dust. From cleaning my neglected house to…you name it!
Here’s a few random pre-wedding week details to bring you up to date…
Two weeks until these precious kids will finally be married. It’s been quite a journey getting to this point. If you’ve followed here for a while you may know of Kaleigh’s health scare (read more here, here and here) this past year that caused them to postpone their wedding from last November to this June.
But Kaleigh is doing GREAT (Praise the Lord!) and their big day is just 2 weeks away!
My brain has been stuck on 8 weeks.
8 weeks is good. 8 weeks is manageable.
I can do 8 weeks.
6 weeks might as well be this weekend, People!
A bit irrational? Yes.
Since it’s 10:00 pm and I can’t do anything about it tonight, I’ll channel my inner Scarlett O’Hara, “I’ll think about that tomorrow” and bring you up to date on some of the latest happenings around here.
Well, Ladies, today you get a ghost writer, kind of.
I am Sonya’s husband, Scott.
In my world I get to be Mr. Hamilton, Mr. Scott, guitar guy, Dad, and Hey You!
But here I understand that I am the significant other to the Design Queen.
Don’t ask. We don’t know how she does it either.
Crazy as it sounds, here at home, she is wife and mother, bookkeeper and wedding planner.
She writes a post between fixing supper, taking photographs, answering emails and sewing these crazy pillows and window treatments she sends around the world.
Really, you should she her map of every place she has sent things.
You’re impressed that I said window treatments and not curtains.
The Summer of 2013 found us busily planning and looking ahead to a November wedding for our second oldest daughter, Kaleigh.
When September of ’13 brought an unexpected hospital stay and major surgery our plans became a bit more flexible. (Read more about Kaleigh here,here and here.)
Before Kaleigh became sick, while we were still in planning mode for a Fall wedding, Kaleigh decided she didn’t want a traditional Bachelorette Party. She wanted a Bachelorette Weekend and to go shopping in Canton, Texas at the Canton Flea Market!