Such a SAD month during such a FUN month.

This is not the August Schmugust and I hope it ends on a good note.  I hate cancer, and I hate cancer alot....did I say...I hate cancer.  No creature, big or small, black or white, or black and white, should have this decease.  Burton does.  Mass Cell Tumor (MCT)

Amputation???  No!  Drop everything, literally is what we did in California while making such progress in preparing a house to prepare us to be landlords.  What kind of sick son-of-a-bitch, resorts to amputation of an entire limb to get rid of MCT on Burton's paw.  Second opinion please. 

How am I going to take care of a three legged dog when I'm barely walking on two legs.  One of 3 pins is "popping" out of it's place making it a longer recovery from this old war injury.  This is not fair.  No worries.....Mark is......oh wait.....in Japan.  No worries.....my kids are.....oh wait, working, living, busy.

No worries Burton, it's just you and me and our love for one another as Bear protects us.  Oh wait....I'm the bad guy that has to take Burton in for scary surgery and treatments. 

I have to say we had soooo much fun this month.....really!!! we really did!  (by the way, this is me continuing with my post).  We went to Vail to enjoy company, spa treatments, golf....(but no walking or hiking, that is my FAVORITE).  THEN....... we went to NYC, business with pleasure with family.

Move over Kim Kardashian and new husband who I never heard of, the DuPonts stay at the Ganesvoort toooooo.  You know that I'm serious since I spelled Kardashian and Ganesvoort correctly.  It is beautiful, hip, fun.  Marked walked to meetings along with at least 1 million guys with brief cases.  I went shopping with at least 2 million looky loos.....what the hell.....get out of my way, what is wrong with these people.

Oh, wait, there was an earthquake felt and everyone left their buildings for fear of something ELSE.  Sooooorrrrrrryyyyyy, I gave those people the pfftss.

And then we went to the Yankee Game with Michael and Stephanie and Barry and company, very fun company, very nice suite.    And then.....we left at the bottom of the 8th with the yanks losing 6-0.  And then......they had the greatest comeback to lose 7-6. 
And then.......we went to Knight Ranger.  we are such rock star life stylers.
And then......we went back stage and kissed Jack Blades, yes Mark did too, they are besties and we are now family.

Take THAT... cancer for trying to ruin things.........

"I drink alone"....It's a song, ya know

I drink with friends.  I drink with family.  I drink with dogs.
my whole mind fogs....

I packed the house, I packed the car, I pack a box to ship so far.

I fly here, I fly there, I fly just about everywhere.

This month I cleaned, this month I preened, this month I cried, you ask me "why".

It's my big toe, oh I don't know, a swollen foot, who gives a hoot.

I will be fine and then I'll dine, I shall dine and I'll be fine

But I want ANOTHER one

Did anyone think that the MOB position would be everlasting?  Well it is, particularly when the wedding planning continues.  In actuality, I can now plan a wedding in 2 weeks.  Anyone need help? 

Torrington Country Club, was the beautiful setting for the quintessential New England reception.  The music was not as loud, the dancing still happened, we had more room AND there was still singing going on.  Missed were some cousins!!!!  Tyler, Danielle, JohnGuy, Tia....not coming to either reception??  Thank you Dan the Man for making an appearance in Connecticut. 

At the end of this reception, it was kind of like.....now what.  What does an MOB do now?  well.........take care of the wedding dress, pick up after the bride and groom, package the gifts, package the welcome tokens, (which happen to be 100 tiki shot glasses and sun screen), etc.  There is alot and I'm happily still the MOB.

Mays, Grey and more parties!

Whew!  ya know, just because the wedding is over, does not mean I am NOT the MOB, I will be the MOB for quite some time.  I think I deserve a vacay in Bora Bora....the happy couple are pretty lucky that I did not accompany them.  However, we probably could have stowed away in one of their bungalow bedrooms and they would never have known...shhhhhhhh

On to golf in Texas.  Pilots for Kids started off the charity golf season, followed by Byron Nelson Classic at our golf club.  As always, these events bring people to us from all over and the Byron included my kids, to include Mike and Jen, Mom and my cousin, the talented Johnny.  Hot, hot, it was hot outside, but with the Ketel One air conditioned tent, I was just fine.  What a great way to enjoy Memorial weekend.

OMG, OMG, OMG

OMG, OMG, OMG = Finally, Finally, and Finally.   Four fittings for Petunia, thanks to P90X, she is slim and buff, the dress is beautiful and with our brilliant idea to wear my  veil....the something old.  Why oh why she did not want to use the wreath that held the cathedral length unfinished veil, is beyond me.  It IS from the 80's, and she loves the 80's.  But Maria, the awesome seamstress, sewed that veil onto a beautiful silver comb within 5 minutes and it was perfect!

I love, love my dress, I love, love my shoes.  Everyone is set, I just need to have the $$$$$$$$ wedding gown delivered to Laguna Niguel.  Oh it got delivered alright!  with pins and unfinished.  Kleinfelds rose to their reputation and refunded the entire alteration fee (which amounted to the cost of other wedding gowns).  Thank you! 
Once again, Gram comes to the rescue.....again.  The dress is perfect!  Gram's dress is perfect, my dress is perfect.  Many actually thought we shopped together or at least coordinated.  Mark's tux???  Oh Father, I don't know where the flood is.

With a Scottish themed rehearsal dinner that the Mobley's perfectly put together at the Five Crowns, our night was complete with many speeches of great memories of Mike, a few tears, beer horns, nice wine (there it is again...), bagpipe, kilts, and of course....a fight at the bar following the dinner.  While the DuPonts did not partake in the speeches, it would not be an affair for the DuPonts without a fight.  Mike's clan blended in just the same.

Cut to the beautiful day of the actual wedding (what royal wedding???).  Veronica's set up our bridal room with the most delicious food, flowers, champagne.  Could they be sweeter??  It IS a tradition, and I can't wait to contribute.  Our hairdressers to include Garrett's girlfriend, Jen, did the best job as did our make up girls.  Enough about getting ready.....

Picture perfect ceremony, funny, silly, endearing with applause for the Man of Honor.  I think when the "I Do's" came along, the dolphins jumped into the air, and the sea gulls formed a perfect heart in the blue sky above while the deep blue ocean sparkled like the diamonds on the bride's ring.  Recessional for the bride and groom......Journey's Don't stop Believing....  (Sheet music provided by MOB)!

And if that wasn't perfect enough, passed around appetizers edible using Yankee flag toothpicks, a steel drum background music from Jamaica,mon, started the reception.  A live band, Knight Ryder of whom plays tribute to Night Ranger featuring Mike's uncle Jack Blades......followed a serenade from the groom to the bride with the contribution of Mike, Mike and uncle Jack......  The speeches from Garrett and Matthew were endearingly funny as was the FOB's.  To look at pictures, you might think it was more of a concert, but everyone danced, those that never dance, danced.  Great cigars, compliments of our best friend Steve, Flowers with the "wow" factor after opening up the doors, a little lighting.....again Perfect. 

This wedding will be hard to top..... you are welcome.