Easter & Snow 1970

41 years ago Easter was March 29th. The day before it was 70*....... Sunday morning we woke up to 4" of snow!  Mike & I lived in a little trailer on my parents' property; & we owned a 1960 Corvette.  Well, we couldn't drive anywhere in that car; so my mom drove us to Mike's mom's house so we could get ready.  We had no running water in our home & would go to our parent's houses to shower.  (Oh, we were in love then.  AND poor!)

Sorry!  No pictures of the snow!

Car in Neutral

Photo 1: See the spot on the right, in front of the house? That's where I got out of my car to help Anthony lock the back door.

See the spot on the left? That's where my car rolled to because I had left it in neutral.

See the bruises on my arms (if you could)? Those are from where I had tried to steer the car thru the open window.

See the bruises on my legs (if you could)? That's from where, after I opened the door, trying to get in. I held on so I wouldn't fall into the creek shown in photo 2.

PS: I didn't steer the car.....couldn't......God did!

Photo 2: See the tall grass? A few weeks ago it was a wet, sloppy mess & we could not mow it. Yesterday, it was so dry I could drive the car right out.


Praise the Lord for what did NOT happen!

My Surprise Wedding

For my 17th wedding anniversary, my husband surprised me with a wedding. We had eloped 17 years earlier when I was 17 years old. So I had been married half of my life. I knew nothing about it until 5 PM! We were to leave for a 2nd honeymoon, but I couldn’t understand why we were leaving so late. Usually we’d leave at 5 AM to go on any trip –not 5 PM!

During the months before, if someone slipped up in saying “wedding”, they’d mention Brother & Sister Weaver’s upcoming wedding, a special couple at church who was celebrating their 50th anniversary December 5th.

I had a beautiful wedding dress that fit perfectly. Weeks earlier we girls were all going on a diet. They measured me from my shoulder to wrist & from my waist to the floor (?), but they measured everyone else that way too….

In 1986, after 17 years of marriage, I was just proud that I could still fit into the suit I had gotten married in.

(When my husband went to tell my parents about it, they were relieved to find I wasn’t dying, since he’d come to see them by himself!)

My dad walked me down the aisle, which he didn’t do the first time. Jason, our 15-year old son was best man. I had a beautiful cake & a reception, which I didn’t have the first time. We had bridesmaids, groomsmen, audio & video taping. My husband read a speech which he had written (see below). There were tears in people’s eyes as he read. I just beamed!

Mike's Speech to me for our Surprise Wedding in 1986

If Woman was made for Man as a Helpmate, then I know God had you planned for me. If I had gotten out of God’s will and married someone else, I know I wouldn’t be where I am today.

You’ve never pushed me, only nudged me.

You’ve never criticized, only suggested when I was wrong.

You’ve never kicked me when I was down, only encouraged.

You’ve had confidence in me when no one else did.

You loved me in bitter times, and I hope I can give you a few sweet ones.

You gave me a son that has been the joy of our life, and you’ve taught him the things of God and of life when I didn’t have the time or even know that I should. You let me know when I should spend more time with him, and you’ve always stood behind me when I’ve corrected him.

Our son will be a man soon. In a few years he’ll be off on his own. And our time together will increase. Our focus on life may change somewhat, but your importance to me will increase. My need for you is greater than ever before, and my love for you has grown moment by moment. I can see this in the rest of our lives.

My life would never have been complete without you, and I love you so much. I thank God for letting you put up with me all these years, and I’m looking forward to what God has for us in the future.

Ink pens

July 16:
I look like an Iranian who just voted. I have black ink on my index fingers.

Anthony was just reading something that said "ball-point pen" so I decided to have him write with a fountain pen. I found the Mont Blonc pen Jason had bought me, &, of course, it was dry. So I had to re-ink it.......

This also reminded me of writing tests when I was in elementary school. We had to use fountain pens, & that was not fun for a lefty...I had ink all over the side of my hand!