I have had quite the spring! I feel as young as I did 15 years ago . . . maybe even a little younger. But, events have been sure to remind me of the reality. Within 7 weeks, Jordan turned 8 and was baptized, I turned 30, and my baby brother got married! Crazy! But his wedding weekend was a great one with lots of fun and memories.
The first thing that I'll remember is the panic I felt inside of myself as I watched my boys reverently roughhouse on the temple grounds. They did turn things down a notch as we waited for the just-wedded bride and groom to emerge from the front doors, but even 'low' is a bit too much for that setting. 
Brett discovered a very effective way to quiet rowdy little feet -- precariously suspend
them eighteen inches in the air. This worked for nearly 30 minutes!!
Jordan was quietest left up to his sneaky mischief.
The next thing I'll remember is that we had pppplllleeeennntttyy of time to catch up with friends while we waited . . . and waited . . . and waited.
But the couple finally graced us with their arrival and I will never forget how beautiful and happy they looked and what a perfect a match they seem to be.
(It is always interesting to meet your new sister-in-law within 24 hours of the marriage ceremony. This was my second time for that.)
(Ours was not the primary camera . . . obviously. Sorry about the off shots.)
I will also always remember the games that the weather played with us that day. It went from promising to threatening and back again all day. We had dry pictures and soggy pictures, indoor dining and outdoor dining, and a reception that started in and ended out. Phew! It's a good thing that we are all fast acting and efficient.
Finally, I will never forget my rude awakening to how distant my life has been from that of my family for most of the last decade. I was asked who I was and how I knew the wedding party over and over again during the wedding reception at my parents' house. I've never been in so familiar a place with so many unfamiliar people before. Most callers were surprised to learn that I even existed. Those who had a faint memory of another older sister didn't recognize me right away. In making a life for myself in my new town, I've become a stranger in my first. I've come to understand something I hadn't realized -- this obscure little place in Washington and the people here are "home."
Overall, "Operation Wed Alex and Orchid" -- SUCCESS!
Congratulations!

18 people came and went that night in my honor. I had a terrific evening laughing and chatting with some of the people I love most in the world. My friends flattered me with the nicest compliments and funnest gifts.



