Funeral, Family and Fudge

Our last week has been so busy, but so wonderful. In the matter of weeks flights were booked, plans were made and family arrived to celebrate the life of Grandpa. His funeral was held on Saturday and it was beautiful. Someone there said to me that it was so nice to be at a happy funeral-she summed it up perfectly. It has been wonderful to meet the man I didn't know and celebrate a life well lived.

In addition, there has been KFC and fireworks, Chinese food on the porch, too too many ribs, beach trips and lots of laughing. Slowly people are beginning to go home but it has been wonderful to have everyone here. Life is going to be a little too quiet without all of you here! Visit again soon.

How Time Goes By

The first time I saw Kevin was in a Sunday School class. It was the first Sunday of the new school year and he was teaching. He introduced himself to the class and as he began the lesson I could hear the whispers of girls that thought he was cute. I was not interested, and I don't think he was either.

Through a strange twists of events, most of which have been debated since then as not happening how either one of us remembers, we came to be Kevin and Melanie on this day four years ago.

I would say it was the happiest day of my life, but I think we have had even better days since then.

Thanks Kev for being married to me. Will you marry me for another year?

Grandpa

July 18, 1918 - March 13, 2009

10 Months

At ten months: in to everything! loves plugs and toilets. opens drawers and cupboards (and promptly empties them). standing whenever possible. 5.5 teeth. quite an easy laugh. likes to chase you and to be chased. sits at the door every afternoon to watch the school kids walk to the bus. obsessed with cars and trucks. can pick out his stuffed monkey, dog and bear. pretends to be shy, but we all know the truth. sleeps like a pro! pretty much a table food guy. crawls correctly now (which is sad for us, but wonderful for his clothes). has ventured to take a step here and there on his own but has no clue that he even did it. loves dogs. claps and waives. huge fan of the beach or any water he can get himself into. has figured his way around any barricades we have made to keep him out of things. makes our days that much brighter.

Ode to Target

Oh Target, how I love you.

I love your pristine aisles with red lines. I love the way you always smell the same. I love your hanging Easter decorations that swing. I love your cute home items and fashionable, yet reasonably priced clothing. I love your red shopping carts. I love your garden line for kids. I love your table cloths, napkins and kitchen towels. I love your sheets, dust ruffles and pillows. I love your vintage games.

You make me want to redecorate, head to toe, floor to ceiling.

I have waited for you for a long time, and Target, you were worth it. Welcome to my home.

To Maui We Did Go

Several weeks ago I was trying to convince Kevin that after he takes the bar we should take off to another island. He kept saying that we can do that anytime and I kept saying that, while we can, we just never do.

Maybe in an effort to prove me wrong, maybe because he realized I had a point, for my birthday (and his) Kevin gave us a trip to Maui.

In an effort to save you from a blow by blow travelogue, you can look at the pictures if you so choose.

We had a wonderful time. We loved it.

It might be my favorite island.