Phoebe Got Married

This is the only picture I have of Phoebe getting ready. Her aunt is pinning on her saree. The rest of the photos will come from the photographers eventually.
The wedding was lovely, what I noticed of it at least. I was in charge of getting the flower garlands for the bride and groom for the ceremony. I was in charge of a lot of things. I forgot the garlands, that is, until the groom leaned over right before he was to walk in and said, "Did you get the garlands?" Ahhh. Well, I sent my driver, (yes I have one) and said, I don't care how you do it but I need two wedding garlands pronto (or something along those lines.) I was somewhat distracted during the ceremony waiting for the garlands to arrive, but arrive they did, mere moments before they were due. Whew.

Everything else was great, even the food.

There had been some family disturbances earlier in the groom's family and some other minor things, so I know that I and others were praying for a peaceful wedding day, and it was. It was all that I could have wished it to be, thank the Lord.

However, the prayers must have stopped on Friday because on Saturday afternoon while O. and I were sleeping (read passed out*) in bed the grooms brother-in-law came to our house to inform us that there was a big fight at the groom's sister's house over lunch and all the groom's family had packed their bags and were leaving.

We called everyone to our house and it was just the smallest thing. The groom's other brother-in-law, who lives in our city works with us, does not like Phoebe for some reason and from the time Phoebe came into their house on Saturday he wouldn't enter the house. He had been against the marriage from the beginning, although we don't know why. It's his wife's brother who got married to Phoebe, not even his own flesh and blood... Yes, it makes no sense.

It all got worked out in the end and everyone apologized to everyone else. So alls well that ends well...

*I was so tired Saturday after C.'s birthday party and the wedding on Friday that I was dizzy and felt like throwing up all day from sheer exhaustion. Oh well, now it's Sunday and I'm just fine.

C.'s 6th

Beautiful C. on her 6th birthday (April 24th).
In the evening of that same day before Phoebe's wedding. (In another pink dress...) The girl loves to pose for a picture.
I also promised her that I would take her to the beauty parlor to get her hair straightened for her birthday. So after her "Kid Party" in the morning we went for straightening. As you can see in this photo from the evening, her very curly hair didn't get too straight and it just curled back up in the heat, but she was immeasurably happy about that "straight" hair all day long.

*When I told her she couldn't wash her hair after it was straightened because it would get curly again she said to me, "I'll never wash my hair again."

Fibi

Samuel Weds Fibi

Friday, April 24th is C.'s birthday AND Phoebe's* wedding. Phoebe has lived with me for the last four years since her mother died and she's finally marrying her long time love, Samuel, on Friday.

It's been a busy week. It's why I've not been around.

* Phoebe always spells her name "Fibi" in English.

The Old Favorites

As you'll see in the next post, "Nursing Reading" - I've been reading a lot, but I lack reading material. So, I've (happily) resorted to reading old favorites to pass the hours spent everyday nursing my baby. Here is what I've Reread recently:

Ogre Ogre by Piers Anthony. This is most definitely an OLD favorite. I think I read it for the first time twenty years ago - at the very least. Since then it's been read by me 4-5 times. The tale of Smash the Ogre and his six female friends on a journey through Xanth... I enjoy this one today as much as I did twenty years ago.

Still Life With Crows* by Douglas Preston and Lincoln Child. This is the novel that introduced me to (-sigh-) Special Agent Pendergast. Preston and Child, probably most famous for their book, Relic, introduced Special Agent Pendergast as a main protagonist in Cabinet of Curiosities which procedes Still Life With Crows chronologically, but I read SLWC first and of all the Pendergast novels, it remains, by far, my favorite. Another Sigh.

These Old Shades by Georgette Heyer. I love Georgette Heyer's writing, it contains the wittiest dialog I have ever read - anywhere. Other than the fact that I have no idea why this book is titled "These Old Shades" it is my most favorite of all the Heyer books I've read. A romance between red headed French Leonie and the Duke of Avon... I think Heyer really liked these characters too because, as far as I know it the only book of hers with something like a sequel. TOS was published in 1926 and then in 1932 Devil's Cub was published and features Leonie & the Duke's son as main character and all the main characters of TOS make appearances as well. I finished rereading Devil's Cub today and it was like visiting old friends.

If you (are a woman and) have never read Georgette Heyer, try her you might like her. But her books are mighty hard to find...

Well, I'm going in reverse and starting Cabinet of Curiosities (for the 2nd time) today. A package from the US arrived at the local post office and I'll pick it up tomorrow. I think it contains a book for me, an Elizabeth Peter's novel, but I cannot remember the title. Monday I'm going to a big city that has a big bookstore - I already made my list of books to look for.

Old favorites are great, new favorites are even better...

* This one is graphic, not for the faint hearted. Don't say I didn't warn you.

Nursing Reading

I've always read a lot while I've nursed my children. Unfortunately, I don't have a lot of access to English books where I live so I've been rereading a bunch of old favorites lately.

In the midst of that I did get four (previously unread) books that I ordered with a Christmas CG which were:
Sweet Revenge by Diane Mott Davidson
The Final Warning by James Patterson
Pigs in the Parlor by Frank & Ida Mae Hammond
And another book that was just so good I can't even remember what it was. Maybe there was no 4th book. Don't blame me, I have four children.

Sweet Revenge was much like all the rest of D.M.D's Goldy the caterer books. They've kind of become predictable. I liked them better when they had the recipes interspersed throughout the novel.

The Final Warning. What can I even say. Mr. Patterson, I love your Max and the other bird children books. But did you have to forsake a PLOT in your effort to promote your "Save the Environment" propaganda? Snif. I expected more from you, this novel was a cheap trick. (shaking head) And I do want to save the environment!

Pigs in the Parlor is a book about deliverance from demons. No really, it's not a novel, that's seriously what it's about. I found it informative and helpful.

These are the newest books I've read while nursing.

Somebody Must Have Prayed

Remember when I put up a post about my slow computer a few days ago?

Well, last night my computer guy just called and came over out of the blue and fixed my computer's fan (which made a horribly annoying noise for the last 2+ years.) While doing that he saw how slow my computer was and did something about it.

Hey, whoever prayed for my computer - Thanks!

Happenings Of The Last Week

I considered writing "Odd Happenings ... Week" in the Title, but changed my mind when I realized that this past week hasn't been any "odder" than any other week in my life.

We've continued to have some little trouble with the "neighbors." A couple guys threatened O. on Saturday night. O. then attempted to lodge a complaint at the police station and spent most of Sunday and Monday working on that - basically sitting at the police station waiting to meet the head guy. Nothing happened and one of our co-workers later described the time spent at the police station as them sitting "like dogs."

After a prayer meeting on Monday O. got the brilliant idea to send me to the police station to lodge a complaint from my side. I wasn't really for this idea since I didn't consider our situation to be quite so dire and me lodging a complaint (as an American) holds a lot of weight. I would rather have waited to play this card until a much more dire situation presents itself.

But, O. really wanted me to do it, so I did.

P. (the 6-week old) and I went down to the police station late afternoon Monday and were hustled immediately into an office (they unceremoniously kicked the other people who were in there out so we could go in). I submitted my complaint, had a copy of it stamped to prove that the copy I gave had been received and then went home. O.'s been much less stressed out since then.

A foreign woman and a small baby (out in the heat of the day) get real high preference in India.

Then early yesterday morning (3:20AM to be exact) I got a phone call that one of the members of our staff had delivered her baby. I picked up the phone and this was my conversation:

Me: Hello
The husband: Madam, it's a boy.

Not real vocal that one.

The baby did have to be rushed to another hospital because he had passed stool while being born and had swallowed enough of it to have difficulty breathing. I talked to the doctor at the hospital where he is admitted and she says he'll have to stay for 4-5 days, which is a major bummer. The mom was released from the hospital yesterday, she's doing great.

I spent a bunch of time shuffling between hospitals yesterday with three of my children. I only forgot P. once, which is good for me.

E. & C. are, as of today, officially on summer vacation. Whaaaa.

Like Me

My brother Dan saw the picture of P. in the next post and commented to my mom:

"It looks like Bec."

Thanks, D., It does look like me.

Sweet P.

I love this picture because P. looks exactly like what she looks like.