Almost a Hugh Grant movie, right?

This weekend was one of the more emotionally turbulent of my existence. Rarely have I experienced such desperate lows and such jubilant highs all in one day.

My grandmother’s funeral was on Saturday.

That was tough.

She was an inspiring woman I will never ever forget. I can’t imagine one situation in my future that wouldn’t be improved by her being around for it. Not one. I don’t want to think about her being in a better place, though I know she is. I want to think that this place was better for her being in it, and my own selfish heartbreak over the whole thing is clearly paramount to all.

The service was in one of her favorite places, Wilson Chapel in Roebuck. She helped make that church what it is today and every element of the environment honored her. It was also evident that she was loved in the community. She moved to Columbus, Georgia about four years ago and STILL so many people from her life in Birmingham took the time to come to her visitation and funeral.

Needless to say, this comprised the lower parts of the day. Of course I got to see my extended family for the first time together since Christmas, and there were also celebrations to be had. Two of my cousins have recently proposed to their (then) girlfriends. Congratulations all around! Best wishes to all! These lovely ladies are most welcome to the family. And the best part is, it was really nice to have something to be happy about at this occasion. Very nice indeed.

From the graveside, we returned to my parents’ house for food and more family time. Emotions were elevating by this point. We shared stores of Miss M, of our years so far, etc, etc… it was fun and relaxed.

I went from there to a dear high school friend’s wedding and reception. Beautiful in every respect, and really good fun. The band amazed me, and it was the first wedding I’ve attended where people actually danced. A lot. With wild abandon. And I danced! With some of my favorite people from high school. Gosh it was fun. I got to let go for a little while, which was nice considering my life as a whole at the moment.

All I needed was a dashing British man showing up at each of these functions being flippant and witty and forward. Meh. I think I did alright with out him 🙂


I don’t want to make any definitive statements (that’s not my style), but it looks like I’m not going to be a traveling saleswoman for much longer. Why does everything cost money? And why is money so hard to get?

So I’m looking for something new. Nothing fancy, mind you, but something with a steady pay check that reflects the amount of time and effort I put into it.

I’m thinking clerical work. It’s satisfying in that it is easily completed and you can leave work at work. I think I need something low stress for awhile. I’ve taken on the high stress jobs and they really aren’t working for me.

My husband and I just celebrated our 6th wedding anniversary, and the title of this post got me thinking back to my “Something old, etc…” things from my wedding. Let me think…

My something old was my grandmother’s garter, and since I returned it to her, it was also my something borrowed. My something new was the pearl earrings Hubby gave me as a wedding gift. For something blue, I wore a baby blue thong. Haha. That still cracks me up, as it was the one and only occassion I’ve felt compelled to wear a thong. And I had this humongous dress with absolutely zero chance of showing a panty-line. Funny how that felt like the right thing to do at the time, though.

I just sat here for awhile trying to find one more “something new” vignette to tie this post into a nice little bow but I’ve got nothing. Here’s my incredibly pathetic attempt:

Anyone looking for something new in their lives, like a five or six year old cat with a lot of love left to demand from anyone willing to give it? Anyone?

Bummer. I guess it was worth a shot. Stay tuned for next time, when I have something new for you 🙂