The Big Day

Todays is the wedding. If you stumbled upon my blog through random happenstance or just bad luck, you might ask what wedding? Glad you asked. Daughter Sneed and Mr. Peterson are getting married this evening at a place called Tohono Chul, which is a desert preserve here in our fair city. Tohono Chul, means desert corner in the language of the Tohono O’odham people. Tohono O’odham are the indigenous peoples of our area. Tohono O’odham, or Desert People, used to be called Papago, a Pima Indian word, meaning bean people or bean-eaters. In the 1980's they formally changed their name to Tohono O’odham, a traditional name that had been used within the nation. But back to the wedding. We had a pre-wedding bash at Daughter Sneed's home last night. It was a great time. The weather is still cool at night, but not so cool that we couldn't have dinner on the patio. We met one of Mr. Peterson's brothers, his sister, nieces and nephews. All very fine folks. Mrs. Sneed's brother and sister came in for the wedding, along with their families. Of course our kids were there, with the to-be-expected exception of Cletus Sneed. Mr. Peterson's lovely daughters came with a full complement of boyfriends. Family occasions unfortunately remind us of those who are not there. Had Daughter Sneed's husband, Jerry and our beloved grandson Christian not died six years ago, this day would not be happening. It is bittersweet, more sweet than bitter. Of course, no Sneed family, and it turns out no Peterson family gathering would be complete without some absences because of familial disputes. She is mad at him and he is pissed at her. No occasion is so important, no petty dispute so trivial, that we cannot take time to behave selfishly. Luckily, all the important guests who could make, made it. And now, on with the show. Things in this blog represented to be fact, may or may not actually be true. The writer is frequently wrong, sometimes just full of it, but always judgmental and cranky