Well, I'm sure there were (how can they really make such an absolute statement? Do they know all the sisters in the world?) but that's how the song goes, so we'll run with it.
Last weekend, I had my three sisters over for Thursday, Friday, and half of Saturday. We get together every two years and have a Sisters Reunion. I wasn't able to participate for the first couple of years -- they were held out of state and we were poorer than poor, but for the last couple of years, I've been able to join in the fun.
Thursday night we saw the play "The Miracle Worker" at the Hale Center Theater in Orem. They did a great job with the production. Friday we went up to Salt Lake and saw the Joseph Smith movie and toured the Beehive House, after first spending the day having our hair done by my sister Ruthe, who's a stylist and a pretty darned talented one. Saturday we went over to my dad's. Here we are, left to right - Leigh, Daira, Dad, Ruthe, and me.
And here we are again, just us four girls:
It was a fun weekend. We stayed up way too late and I had to take a long nap on Saturday afternoon, but hey, who doesn't love a good reason to take a nap.
Now, remember how I told you about doing my niece's wedding flowers, and how I promised to post pictures, and how I never did? I'm about to make it all up to you now.
This is my niece in her beeyootiful dress.
This is the groom--notice his boutonniere and also the flowers on the stand next to him.
And, the lovely bouquet. I also did corsages and all sorts of other stuff, but that gives you an idea. Now, aren't those pretty?