Saturday morning began very early; 5:30 to be precise. Dad and I had to get Mom to dialysis and then get to the theater to make sure the arches and chiffon. Mom's face was looking much better, thanks to her dialysis nurses. On the Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday sessions, they applied warm compresses to her face. This was to help draw the blood away, and it really did! The swelling was mostly gone, and the blackness had faded to a light purple/red.
Dad and I stopped at a local bakery and picked up donuts for all the college kids that were helping get the theater ready for the ceremony. By the time we got there, they had the arches set up, and were hosing down the seating area to get rid of the dust, and leaves. They were going to wipe down the seats and then hang the chiffon. They had things well in control, so we stopped back by Scott's house to finish setting out autumn colored flowers around the garden area. That done, we headed home to check out the status of everyone else.
Bad news on that front! Jacob had been throwing up while I was gone. Thank heaven Alan was there to take care of him. He was feeling better, so I sent him back to bed with instructions not to eat or drink anything (with Jacob, that will just trigger a prolonged barfing episode). Thinking that all was well, I gathered up Katie, Leslie, Mary and my niece Olivia and took them to meet their other cousin, Emilee, at the beauty parlor to get their hair done for the wedding. Now, remember that Mary is a tomboy, and so is Olivia, so I was preparing myself for the worst!
Before:
I knew that Katie, Leslie and Emilee would love this as they are total princesses, and I was right! They had a ball! I was surprised that Mary handled it as well as she did! She kept up a running chatter with her stylist, and we had no tears.
Olivia, on the other hand, was not enjoying this AT ALL! She never spoke a word, and just get a load of the look on her face:
She was doing ok, until the stylist told her that she looked beautiful. One single tear rolled down her cheek and I could tell we were in for a major meltdown. Quickly I said, "Olivia, you look just like Captain Jack Sparrow! He has "ringlets" just like you!" She has never seen the Pirates movies, but knows all about Capt. Jack from her brothers, so that made the whole hair thing ok. For the rest of the day, she talked about having Captain Jack hair. Whew! Crisis averted!!!
After:
Emilee is the little girl next to my Leslie. If you look closely, you'll notice that she has a black eye. Her next door neighbor clobbered her with a plastic baseball bat. Nice, huh?
After the beauty parlor I took the little girls out for donuts to celebrate getting through that without any tears. A stop at
Walmart to pick up some makeup for Mom and we made our way home. Remember me telling Jacob not to eat or drink anything? Well, Alan let him pig out on cheese crackers and milk. Let's all say it together, DUH!!! I guess the barfing pyrotechnics were unbelievable!!! Luckily, Alan was there to clean it up! Think he'll listen to me now? Stay tuned!