Back home from California and into the sweltering heat of Iowa.
The wedding went off without a hitch and Steph’s cousin (Andy) is marrying into quite a unique family. To give you a sense – Michelle’s (the bride) mother is Mexican, born in LA and her father is Indian born in Goa, India which is the Portuguese part of the country. I half expected them to break out into a rousing rendition of Jai Ho (and judging by the reception, I wasn’t too far off the mark). The day after, we went to the bride’s house for a delicious brunch which included Orange Juice squeezed from oranges picked that morning off their own orange tree.
Yes, this is a big deal for us Iowans.
And, as an added bonus to my dear readers, proof that it is possible for me to get dressed up:
Sunday was also a chance to hang out with VP bud Chia, her husband Dan, and their friend Thessaly (quite a character). They took us out to a great lunch and then back to their place for Much Ado About Margaritas. Folks from VP will know what that’s all about. Steph also got a chance to ransack Chia’s lemon and orange trees. All in all – a great way to spend an afternoon.
So in parting, I leave you with pictures of California.
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Love the photos…..how I do I get copies? Glad you had a good time.