Jessi and Jerry's Wedding

Jessi, the bride and her grandmother--me.

I am not the best photographer in the world, nor do I know how to crop pictures, but this is during the wedding, and my son-in-law is officiating.

Things didn't start well. The D.J. who had the music for the processional had a flat tire. Once he had that fixed, he got lost. He finally found his way about 45 minutes after the wedding was to start. Actually, that turned out okay because a lot of the groom's family and friends were late getting there. In fact, we were asked to move some of Jessi's family and friend to the other side because it was so empty.

Jerry's mom made all the food--Tri-Tip, rice and beans, tortillas, and salsa. Everything was delicious. Traditional things from our culture and the Mexican culture were intertwined. Members of the family and friends paid for various parts of the wedding. And everyone helped on both sides. (That's the only way it could've happened since the kids decided to get married so soon after the engagement--1 1/2 months planning.)


The first dance, with Jessi and her dad, our son, Matthew.








All my kids together, front row, youngest daughter, Lori, middle daughter, Lisa, back row, eldest daughter, Dana, and the baby of the family and father of the bride.

It was a glorious night. I know that Jessi was happy and that made me happy. I stayed up way past my bedtime.

One of my grown granddaughters came with her kids and the stayed that night with us. Genie and I talked far too long into the night.

I promise I won't talk anymore about the wedding, but I've had a great time showing off.

Marilyn