Over the River and Through the Woods…

… to Grandmother’s house we go.

The morning after the wedding, we had folks over after Mass for brunch. Then we got a ride to the airport and went to Quebec by way of Montreal.

We saw a lot of pretty churches on our trip, the most notable of which was St. Anne de Beaupre, in Beaupre Quebec. It is a basilica. And it is huge. It looks like something out of Europe. According to Tradition, St. Anne is the grandmother of Jesus, the mother of Mary. The week we were there happened to be the week leading up to her feast day so there were all sorts of novena events. It was amazing to go there every day for Mass and to look around.
We also did some hiking, and got to see some whales, or baleines, as the Quebecoise say. Most of the people there speak French (Quebec style) but between the French I remembered from high school and the English of the locals we were able to muddle our way through.


We returned to the States a week later. Back to house organizing, work, and dog ownership – plenty to keep busy!

Better Late than Never

I have been meaning to post something for awhile now. Almost 2 months in fact. Shae already posted the basics of the matter – that Don and I got married (and she included some very nice pictures). Overall things went very well that day. My dress turned out nicely. The dress originally had these long puffed sleeves that were very warm so I had them shortened to cap sleeves to be more comfortable in July (not to mention it looked much nicer that way…in retrospect I should’ve gotten a picture of before the sleeves got altered to show the difference). My goddaughter who was the flower girl walked down the aisle with my youngest sister and the ring bearer (one of Don’s godsons). I’m told they got an “aww” when they went down the aisle, but I was in the back and couldn’t really see the reaction at the time. It was a happy day. I have been kidded a little because every picture of me has me smiling.

We were blessed to have help from so many different people. As Shae already mentioned, she was my hair and makeup artist. She did a super job. We had to get over to the church early and they let us use one of the meeting rooms to get ready. It was peaceful – well, peaceful for me at least, I just had to sit there. Our expert photographer took pictures of the hair and makeup process. Then we kicked him out and he went to the church to take some shots of the men only before the wedding ceremony.

We had a child-friendly day, meaning that all my cousins’ children (and the children of our friends) were invited. It was neat to see the corner of children dancing at the reception. Some didn’t want to leave at the end of the night.

I could ramble some more about the day, but I think I’ll end this for now. Next post: Quebec.