Around 12:30 or 1:00 am on Saturday, as the afformentioned wedding dance was wrapping up, I was making plans with whoever was left standing to relocate to the hotel bar (which was not what any of us needed to be doing!) There was a navy blue suit jacket on a chair and someone told me to take it because it was the table my family had been sitting at during dinner. I carried it around with me for the rest of the evening even though I didn't think it was my dad's and I knew it wasn't my brother's. I was CONVINCED that my dad's suit that night was black and not navy. My cousin was in the bar with us after the wedding and also didn't have his coat. I was complaining about carrying the coat around and he thought it was probably his if I knew it wasn't Tim's. Problem solved! I could go back to drinking unecessary drinks and trying to conive ways to obtain food at 2 a.m. (We were hungry!) without the burden of a men's coat hanging over my arm.
The next morning my mom called and asked me if I had seen my dad's suit jacket or if I had taken it from the table when I left the dance. . .Uhhh nooo. . .I said, "Wasn't his suit black?" Uhhhh noooo. . .By this time our cuz' was already on his way back to Minneapolis. Meanwhile, at the Holiday Inn, another lost suit jacket was sitting in the coat check room. It is black. . .hopefully it is Eric's. . .now a switch is trying to be arranged. All because I can't tell the difference between blue and black. Well, actually this all happened because two men disregarded their clothing. It kind of reminds me of the time in middle school when my classmate's mom lost her volleyball jersey behind the washing machine. Our mean coach, Miss T., made the whole team run line sprints and laps and embarassed my friend in front of everyone when she did nothing wrong! She didn't do the laundry! That was alot worse because I'm not really embarassed and my mom isn't going to make me do some sort of archaic "old school" sports drill as punishment!
I have to point out that while I was writing this train wreck of a post the following was going on in front of me. . .

I don't know how old she is here, but I do know that she resembles her daughter Katie!
This was, I believe, her confirmation. What a beautiful outfit! Did Cindy make that for her? Haha! That is my Great-Grandpa Norris. She is quite a bit taller than him!
Aww, good old Kippi. . .I vaguely remember that dog! She was one of many of my grandpa's dogs.
Here she is in the kitchen in Red Lake Falls. . .about three styles of wallpaper ago! I don't know the story behind that union suit!
I don't know where this is taken or whose dog that is but it is a cute picture! There is a picture of my parents with the same dog and it might be their dog they had before we were all born. Not sure though.
Here she is in a pretty recent picture with Regan or "Reggady Ann" as she has been called. . .
This photo was taken when she was 49. . .about one month ago at my cousin's wedding.

I met Justin at the farm on Saturday evening. In the morning, in the old familiar place, there were Easter baskets! The Easter bunny came! He left five baskets, And also, it seems, a thermos and a bunch of bananas. And a mail order catalogue.
I have to include this picture of Allan! Justin sent it to me as a picture text when he got back to Bismarck on Sunday evening. I miss this little guy!




Oh, there is the beautiful bride! Such a patriotic shot. . .She is wearing my moms pearls that came from the Persian Gulf or the Red Sea (can't remember which.)
Very cute picture!
This is a great picture that I think looks professional! I believe Brenna took it, however!