On Now I Did It, But I‘m Happy:

Well, here I sit in a forced rest from all my labors. I type one fingered on the wrong hand, of course. I sprained my thumb and hand making beaded head pieces for the wedding. The picture is of only one of the versions I made and sent pictures to my daughter. The wedding is less then two weeks away and we were still finding a head piece that she likes.

She has picked one out (I am not putting that picture here so all can be surprised at the wedding) and it is being overnighted to her so she has it for the hair dresser to do the practice hair-do for the wedding.

There is still much to do, but I am out of commission. One of my tops is not done being sewn and beaded, the other is still on the knitting needles. There is still a table with undone decorations to be crafted together and I have forty pounds to loose.

Packing must still be done and there are far too many things needed to be put into the car for the trip to leave room for us to get into it also.

But all that aside, I am happy. I tear up at the thought of her going down the isle. You can’t wipe the smile from my face. My cheeks hurt from all the smiling I do for not one reason at all. With the exception of my baby getting married that is.

The head piece in the picture, that I call ‘Star Dust’ is sitting on my head and I smile like a fool. The Princess Daughter is happily getting married to the man she loves. And I get to be mother of the bride. Who cares that I can use my hand. We’ll get through this. And all I will remember is being happy for her/them.