Saturday afternoon my mother got married in a lovely garden wedding. It was a brief but beautiful ceremony, and the couple is blissfully happy. The fourth person in the picture is her husband's son, my new stepbrother-- a professional poker player. How amusing is that?
Her house is sold and packed. Tomorrow they head for their new house in Omaha.
I am utterly delighted by the whole thing.
The PLHB has provided wonderful arm candy services for the weekend, and I've attempted to provide him with plenty of family amusement. Oh, and I hustled him for $20 at skeeball last night. I also introduced him to the wonders of Ted Drewes-- the best frozen custard in the world.
Tomorrow, home to civilized weather.