My New Year's Eve consisted of traversing the desert to Arizona in order to attend the 1/1/10 wedding in Casa Grande of my old friend Heather Everson and her now-husband Andrew Skiles. Mom accompanied me in order to visit her dear friend Gail Vanderlugt (nee Burns) whom she has known since junior high. Though the company was delightful, it was a tad wearing spending a traditionally boisterous and congenial evening amidst of collection of people with whom one is not previously acquainted. Still, the over-50 consortium managed to stay alert until midnight, minus Mom who conked out at ten (nine our time).
The next morning I drove over to Casa Grande and witnessed Heather and Andrew simply and successfully wed. Heather put together an absolutely adorable slideshow of the two of them aged infant-present that was played immediately after Tom handed her over to Andrew. Also of note was the live string quintet comprised of her cousins. Mom was a trooper to drive back to Fillmore immediately following the wedding. By the way, gas in Casa Grande is a mere $2.38/gallon. However, as I remarked to Mom, I find California worth the price. If you're traveling to AZ in the near future be warned that they are serious about speeders. We saw as many highway patrol cars out as Beth has purses, which should make you cringe if you pushing more than 5mph over the limit. Perhaps the state government needs more money to make up for the cheap gas.
Our playlist for the drive consisted of the best of Petula Clark, James Taylor, Carol King, Simon and Garfunkal, and "Crazy Love" by Michael Buble. (I'm recently on a Buble kick. Even Pop likes him!)
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