Many more pictures soon.
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
The Wedding!
We are immensely pleased to announce that Jacob Samuel Fenton and Eleanor Lorraine Harvill were married saturday at Bartram's Garden in Philadelphia. If there were ever a happier or lovelier wedding, I wasn't there.
Many more pictures soon.
Many more pictures soon.
Friday, May 16, 2008
Hooray!
The California Supreme Court struck down the state's ban on same-sex marriage yesterday.
Leanne's caption says "The last time we had our picture taken here was Feb 14, 2004 when we got married the 1st time. The CA Supreme Court invalidated that marriage so we went to Canada in 2007 and got married a 2nd time. Today the CA Supreme Court says gay marriage is legal! Joy! Wedding #3?? "
Congratulations to everyone -As a mother-of-the-bride I especially send my love to all those parents who can finally see their children married!
Leanne's caption says "The last time we had our picture taken here was Feb 14, 2004 when we got married the 1st time. The CA Supreme Court invalidated that marriage so we went to Canada in 2007 and got married a 2nd time. Today the CA Supreme Court says gay marriage is legal! Joy! Wedding #3?? "
Congratulations to everyone -As a mother-of-the-bride I especially send my love to all those parents who can finally see their children married!
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Happier
On a happier note, yesterday was Young's birthday and we had a pirate themed (?) birthday party at Greens in San Francisco.
Ellie and Jacob Fenton's wedding is next week and I have been putting together a photo history of the two of them for the rehearsal dinner. Here is a sample:
Ellie:
and Jacob Fenton
Blue got the pins taken out of his finger today, and his big clunky dressing replaced by a more managable one. Here is the X-Ray from the surgery when they put the things in. It's kind of cool looking:
We got some fruit trees planted - a barlett pear and a gala apple - and some beautiful bamboo against the fence to block the new McMansion that's going up next door. We worried about the bamboo spreading out of hand, but its a "relatively benign" one according to the tree guy, and anyway, it went in where the blackberries were, so it wasn't like they were under control. The fruit trees were a dream we've had ever since we moved in. The garden is going nuts; everything is bolting, but it's going to have to wait until after the wedding. A lot of things are going to have to wait until after the wedding at this point.
And there is a wonderful video of Lucy spinning here.
Ellie and Jacob Fenton's wedding is next week and I have been putting together a photo history of the two of them for the rehearsal dinner. Here is a sample:
Ellie:
and Jacob Fenton
Blue got the pins taken out of his finger today, and his big clunky dressing replaced by a more managable one. Here is the X-Ray from the surgery when they put the things in. It's kind of cool looking:
We got some fruit trees planted - a barlett pear and a gala apple - and some beautiful bamboo against the fence to block the new McMansion that's going up next door. We worried about the bamboo spreading out of hand, but its a "relatively benign" one according to the tree guy, and anyway, it went in where the blackberries were, so it wasn't like they were under control. The fruit trees were a dream we've had ever since we moved in. The garden is going nuts; everything is bolting, but it's going to have to wait until after the wedding. A lot of things are going to have to wait until after the wedding at this point.
And there is a wonderful video of Lucy spinning here.
Saturday, May 3, 2008
Children in peril - not happy thoughts
May 25th, the third anniversary of Jacob's stem cell transplant, will also be the second anniversary of our housemate and dear little friend from Ronald McDonald House, Nicholas' death.
April 16th marked four years since the original diagnosis of Jacob's brain tumor and the third anniversary of another friend from Packard, Michael's, funeral. April should have also seen our friends Ben's tenth and Courtney's twenty seventh birthday.
So I have been thinking a lot about children in peril, not just the children themselves, but about what it does to their parents, their families, everyone who is caught up in it.
And I have been thinking about the war in Iraq, and the terrible toll it is taking on children. I feel an awful kinship with the mothers and fathers whose children are there. Iraqi or American, it doesn't matter.
Today there was a horrifying, heartbreaking article in the New York Times by ALISSA J. RUBIN that starts out:
Last week we saw American Joe, a wrenching and beautiful original play by Liza Raynal, about her brother's coming deployment to Iraq.
Afterward all I could do was hold onto Liza's mother and cry. We have got to do something to stop this. WE HAVE TO STOP THIS.
Meanwhile, our country is not taking care of the soldiers we are sending to war. One small act we can do is support those who are suffering from the aftereffects of war, just as Jacob is suffering the after effects of cancer treatment.
Click the link below to sign a petition to support IAVA and Drowning Pool’s “This is For the Soldiers” campaign to make sure the mental health needs of our troops are a top priority.
April 16th marked four years since the original diagnosis of Jacob's brain tumor and the third anniversary of another friend from Packard, Michael's, funeral. April should have also seen our friends Ben's tenth and Courtney's twenty seventh birthday.
So I have been thinking a lot about children in peril, not just the children themselves, but about what it does to their parents, their families, everyone who is caught up in it.
And I have been thinking about the war in Iraq, and the terrible toll it is taking on children. I feel an awful kinship with the mothers and fathers whose children are there. Iraqi or American, it doesn't matter.
Today there was a horrifying, heartbreaking article in the New York Times by ALISSA J. RUBIN that starts out:
Missiles Strike Sadr City, Damaging Hospital
BAGHDAD — The ugly daily fight for ground in the poor Shiite neighborhood of Sadr City unfolded Saturday at a small mosque next door to a hospital, damaging the hospital and a number of its ambulances, and near a group of children who were wounded as they gathered tin cans to sell for salvage.
The missiles that hit close to the Sadr General Hospital were American. After a night of clashes in the neighborhood, the Americans fired at least three “precision-guided munitions” at the small building next door to the hospital. Neighbors said the building was used as a place of prayer for pilgrims, hospital employees and neighborhood residents, but the military identified it as a command center for the Shiite militias that it is battling.
Last week we saw American Joe, a wrenching and beautiful original play by Liza Raynal, about her brother's coming deployment to Iraq.
Afterward all I could do was hold onto Liza's mother and cry. We have got to do something to stop this. WE HAVE TO STOP THIS.
Meanwhile, our country is not taking care of the soldiers we are sending to war. One small act we can do is support those who are suffering from the aftereffects of war, just as Jacob is suffering the after effects of cancer treatment.
Click the link below to sign a petition to support IAVA and Drowning Pool’s “This is For the Soldiers” campaign to make sure the mental health needs of our troops are a top priority.
Sunday, April 13, 2008
Boy am I behind on this blog. If you've been checking and seeing the same thing for nearly a month, my humble apologies and thanks for your persistence and patience.
I've managed to get in a tizzy over being the mother of the bride, despite the fact that Ellie and Jacob are very competently handling all of the wedding planning out there in Pennsylvania. Truth to tell, I think I wanted to get in a tizzy - it's part of the fun.
Happy Birthday Alex, a couple of weeks ago. We had a fun birthday dinner at Blue Plate.
The Mapps family came down from Oregon with three foreign exchange students, and Maria arranged for all the boys to take a surfing lesson. A couple of the boys had never seen the ocean. You can imagine they were into having their pictures taken to send home. And yes - that's McKeever on the right.
We had a barbecue with Jennifer and Mark and Addy. I got to have a private consultation with Jenn about my Mother of the bride costume while the guys played poker with Addy.
And for spring break, Matthew and Blue took a road trip to Los Angeles to see the other Jenn.
Evidently there has been some kind of time warp and the Pacific Ocean Park of my childhood seems to have somehow sprung back into existence. I wonder if the Venice murals are there too.
I've managed to get in a tizzy over being the mother of the bride, despite the fact that Ellie and Jacob are very competently handling all of the wedding planning out there in Pennsylvania. Truth to tell, I think I wanted to get in a tizzy - it's part of the fun.
Happy Birthday Alex, a couple of weeks ago. We had a fun birthday dinner at Blue Plate.
The Mapps family came down from Oregon with three foreign exchange students, and Maria arranged for all the boys to take a surfing lesson. A couple of the boys had never seen the ocean. You can imagine they were into having their pictures taken to send home. And yes - that's McKeever on the right.
We had a barbecue with Jennifer and Mark and Addy. I got to have a private consultation with Jenn about my Mother of the bride costume while the guys played poker with Addy.
And for spring break, Matthew and Blue took a road trip to Los Angeles to see the other Jenn.
Evidently there has been some kind of time warp and the Pacific Ocean Park of my childhood seems to have somehow sprung back into existence. I wonder if the Venice murals are there too.
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Another way to celebrate St. Patrick's day
"A man dressed as a Hajfirooz, which is a traditional character to symbolize the arrival of the Iranian New Year, performs during a ceremony to mark the holiday, called Norouz, in Tehran March 17, 2008. REUTERS/Ahmed Jadallah"
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