Michelle and I went to her cousins wedding. It was absolutely beautiful and an ideal day for a wedding. I was in tears when that cute couple was doing their vows. It was really emotional.

Then after the ceremony was over, each person was to take a rock and wish good luck to the new couple and throw it in Lake Michgan.

Well Michelle and her infinite baseball throwing abilities, managed to throw the rock straight up in the air and nearly taking out the priest and some other bystandards.

All in all, it was a fantastic wedding with lots of good drunken conversations. Even a great little video shot of me congradulating the bride and groom who I dont even know.

I often think of the fun we had at grandma's playing this unusual game. Hours of fun! I wish i could remember the name of this game. It involved a slender wooden base and 2 metal sticks which wrer to roll a lerge steel marble upwards to drop into a scoring hole. It was soooo much fun!!! Cool memories.

Most grandparents dont have much in terms of sweets around the house. This one time my family was staying with my grandma for more than a week and my brother and I were really needing some sweets.

So we raided the closets only to find a bag of worthers originals.  They somewhat did the trick.  But eventually my grandma hid them on us. It was hilarious when we found out about it and I guess you just had to be there. Apparently my grandma never passed kintergarden where you learned to share.

Before we left for a standard Taylor family party (including Mike,Patsy,
Sheila and Barb who havent signed up for memorycrawler yet), my mom reminded me that we should give Mike his old 1968 jacket back. This jacket was given to us probably because he moved a lot over the years. The thing is fantastic. It is super skinny, brown leather and even has a spot to hide your marijuana (remember its a hippie jacket). Since we were giving it back I decided to go all out and dress up like a total desuche bag hippie.

Just look at the photos. The funny thing about that day was the fact that newsie682 randomly wore a cowgirl type outfit.

I think I resemble Scott Wylat from Stone temple Pilots in these photos. It was pretty funny. I totally had an alter ego when I was dressed up like that.

I remember that there was this one spot in the fields where there was a good sized hole. It was not quite long enough to lay down in but it was waist deep. There was a rusted out spring mattress next to it and we would sometimes bounce off the mattress and into the hole. We called the hole "Old Bessie". It was a landmark of my childhood and of the fields.