Weekend Recap

This weekend was busy filled with studying editing my paper, and attending my other grandparent's 50th wedding anniversary. No, that's not a typo. Both sets of grandparents have anniversaries within two weeks of each other.

This island was filled with pictures of all of our family.

This was the gift table and guest book sign in. Part of my family's (my mom and my brother) gift to them was a poem that I wrote for them. I might do a separate post if you want to read it. I don't want to have information overload in this post. :)



They renewed their vows. They never had a real wedding, so this day was very special to them.

I have lots of pictures to share from that special event, but I'm not in these specific ones. There will be pictures of the whole family together but they have to be developed first.

P.S. I have a couple new things to tell you about. There's a box on my right sidebar for the people that want to subscribe to my posts through email. I also thought this would be great for people who read my blog but don't have a blog themselves--all you need is an email! I've also added a search box. I do label my posts, but this will enable you to find just what you're looking for without scanning through several posts. I'm all about variety here at Making my Mark.

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BK said…
Awww, they are just precious wonderful people! I'm glad they had a great day!
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