I am beginning to understand that blogging is more like writing a diary. Well I never did that in my tween/teen years, so why would now be any different? Since 'blogging' is such a contemporary, still evolving concept, I don't have to accept Webster's definition, and can simply define it to my convenience, right? Blogging: verb - writing when moved or inspired to do so.
Well, I have, again, been touched by my muse, and am compelled to blog again. More accurately, I was touched by a young couple, Ita and Aaron, who went under the Chupah this past Sunday, each escorted separately as singles, and as individuals. After much ceremony and blessing; speaking and singing, they emerged as a married couple: Mr. & Mrs.
That is when the dancing and singing really began.
This was my granddaughter's wedding, Last time I blogged it was her engagement, and now I can tell you about the wedding. It was a wonderful experience. They made a lovely couple, Ita tall and gracious, very pretty; Aaron also tall, handsome and always smiling. I have gotten to know Aaron just a little bit, since first meeting him in January, and I must say, Aaron: I like you.
More about the wedding party. My daughter-in-law looked amazing. Ita's sister was a stunner, in her elegant gown, and hair styled beautifully in a 'half up do' (don't ask, I don't quite get that either). Otherwise, parents, siblings were all dressed to the 'nines', with special mention of the grandmothers, we all put our best foot forward, and looked spectacular - OK, not me, someone else would have to comment on how I looked.
The ballroom was all dressed up, too. I have used up all my superlatives, so not wanting to be repetitive (it is bad form, after all) please, use your imagination. It is a very large hall that shows well, when all done up. The chairs were dressed in 'gowns and bows' and each table had a tall centered standard, low candles, and so on and so forth. There was much white tulle draped about, and many magnificent flower arrangements. Anyone who knows me, will understand that I don't do well in remembering this kind of thing, so I am very proud that I noticed as much as I did. I remembered to focus and make mental notes, I could tell the world; well, at least, those people who read my blog.
And the partying, which started with the bride on the Shabbat before, continues. We are enjoying a week of Sheva Brachot, each one given by varying groups of freinds and family. Monday night 3 of my kids hosted a lovely supper. It like the Shabbat before, was, of course, more relaxed than the wedding, so it was a different kind of enjoyment.
For me, the special pleasure was to have all my kids and their kids together for a lovely long week-end - extraordinary & special.
I think you get the idea. I had a grand time, and am ready for the next.
Wishing all, at this time, a Chag Kasher veSameach
Well, I have, again, been touched by my muse, and am compelled to blog again. More accurately, I was touched by a young couple, Ita and Aaron, who went under the Chupah this past Sunday, each escorted separately as singles, and as individuals. After much ceremony and blessing; speaking and singing, they emerged as a married couple: Mr. & Mrs.
That is when the dancing and singing really began.
This was my granddaughter's wedding, Last time I blogged it was her engagement, and now I can tell you about the wedding. It was a wonderful experience. They made a lovely couple, Ita tall and gracious, very pretty; Aaron also tall, handsome and always smiling. I have gotten to know Aaron just a little bit, since first meeting him in January, and I must say, Aaron: I like you.
More about the wedding party. My daughter-in-law looked amazing. Ita's sister was a stunner, in her elegant gown, and hair styled beautifully in a 'half up do' (don't ask, I don't quite get that either). Otherwise, parents, siblings were all dressed to the 'nines', with special mention of the grandmothers, we all put our best foot forward, and looked spectacular - OK, not me, someone else would have to comment on how I looked.
The ballroom was all dressed up, too. I have used up all my superlatives, so not wanting to be repetitive (it is bad form, after all) please, use your imagination. It is a very large hall that shows well, when all done up. The chairs were dressed in 'gowns and bows' and each table had a tall centered standard, low candles, and so on and so forth. There was much white tulle draped about, and many magnificent flower arrangements. Anyone who knows me, will understand that I don't do well in remembering this kind of thing, so I am very proud that I noticed as much as I did. I remembered to focus and make mental notes, I could tell the world; well, at least, those people who read my blog.
And the partying, which started with the bride on the Shabbat before, continues. We are enjoying a week of Sheva Brachot, each one given by varying groups of freinds and family. Monday night 3 of my kids hosted a lovely supper. It like the Shabbat before, was, of course, more relaxed than the wedding, so it was a different kind of enjoyment.
For me, the special pleasure was to have all my kids and their kids together for a lovely long week-end - extraordinary & special.
I think you get the idea. I had a grand time, and am ready for the next.
Wishing all, at this time, a Chag Kasher veSameach
