January 2, 2009
Tomorrow we’ll celebrate the life of Ethel Maree Shaneyfelt–known to us grandkids as Gram–tomorrow in Aurora, Nebraska. (I’ll leave my plaid seersucker pants at home.)
She was a grandma who sat through endless hours of softball innings, plays and screeching-violin concerts.
You are missed, Gram! I’m so thankful the Lord allowed you meet the man of my dreams and be a part of our wedding.
May 24, 2008
Mother’s Day weekend was a fun one for us. We enjoyed a first — having both sets of parents and Angie’s brother fly in from Nebraska and Iowa.
They joined us for our Orlando wedding reception Saturday afternoon, then we 7 celebrated Rita’s 60th birthday Saturday night.
Sunday we celebrated Mother’s Day with a Winter Park (where we live) boat tour and then a jaunt to Cocoa Beach.
Melba & Dean, Scott’s parents. (Dean was more excited than he lets on here.)
Lee & Rita, Angie’s parents. (Rita is less tough than she lets on here.)
Is it stating the obvious that it was more than a little windy? We asked Chad, Angie’s brother, to model a windblown look.
My favorite part was the canals on the tours. For about 46 seconds, it felt like we were in the Amazon. Not that I know what the Amazon looks like. But I’d have to guess like this. Um. Maybe.
