March 21-27, 2016

I’ve been taking pics on my walks around the neighborhood, just to record some of the little details that I love.

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March 21 – a fish.

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March 22 – a dog.

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March 23 – and another fish. Okay, apparently animal details are my thing.

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March 24 – a swirly thing that holds back shutters. I assume it has a more technical name.

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March 25 – A bored and jaded Miles while he waits to be called to play his part.

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March 26 – Ziggy. Before he chewed up an entire brand new bottle of Children’s Tylenol. Which, presumably, he didn’t actually ingest because he’s still with us.

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March 27 – sneak peek of next week’s 100th monthly pic!

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January 17, 18, 19, 2016

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We finally made it to see George’s parents (his mom has been sick for a while) and they gave me these Santa ornaments. I don’t know where they got the idea that I like wine. Heh.

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The boys were off on Monday, and I, being the Meanest Mom on Earth, made them leave the house and go for a walk. They brought cheese. The river is still so high! Usually it’s out past those trees back there.

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Pretty rose, so vibrant it almost hurts. It’s like springtime in New Orleans. I love the house in the background.

Rest in peace, Gareth

We lost a friend this weekend, and I just wanted to share to everyone who didn’t know him what a great person Gareth was. This isn’t going to be eloquent, I just need to get the words out.

We’ve known Gareth for, gosh, I guess at least 11 years? I’m not really sure. I do remember the first conversation I ever had with him. It was about our wedding planning, and he was telling me something about the royal wedding. You know, the Charles and Diana one. I don’t remember what he told me about it, though. Just that we chatted about it.

503919739_21cebe8357_oWhen George and I were planning our honeymoon to London, he urged us to take a few days and visit the Welsh town he grew up in, Hay-on-Wye. So we did.

Our wedding was just a couple of months after Katrina, and he’d stayed behind for the storm. Anytime our wedding came up in conversation later, he’d always say, “Pammy…that was the best wedding ever. Great party.” So many people needed the celebration, not least of all him.

I searched my blog for a mention of Gareth, and the only one I found was that he came to visit me in the hospital before I had the boys. Because that’s the kind of guy he was, even though I’m sure he’d have rather been anywhere else on earth.

Screenshot 2015-10-05 12.02.14When the neighborhood was raising funds for a friends’ son’s surgery, Gareth showed us all up by donating a huge amount. He had been saving it up for something special, but gave it to the surgery fund instead. He was so generous in that way.

Wearing a suit in July.
Wearing a suit in July.

In July, there was a Proms-themed birthday party for friends at the pub. July in New Orleans. The man wore a suit, vest, and tie in the sweltering heat, because that’s what a gentleman wears to the Proms, and to honor his dear friends.

Gareth had two dogs, Owen and Lizzie. They were always with him. They are the sweetest dogs, and the first dogs the boys were not scared of. (Don’t worry, Owen and Lizzie are being well taken care of now.)

Anyway. There are a million stories to be told. A million memories. A million laughs.

Cheers, you crazy Welshman. We’ll miss you so much.

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A wedding.

A while back, I was asked to take photos of our friends’ wedding that took place last month. I was nervous – I had never photographed a wedding before, and quite frankly, I never wanted to. So nerve-wracking! What if I totally screwed it up and they ended up with zero pictures? Well, I got over myself and agreed to do it. And here are some of the results. I really just wanted to capture the spirit, not have a ton of posed stuff.

Getting ready

pre-ceremony

The Ceremony

After the Ceremony

The toasts

Dancing