Today marks the last day of July, and oh my, how the summer is flying by! Evenings in my area are already getting dark earlier than just a week ago, and the nights are cooling down enough that sleeping is comfortable, even without a fan circulating air. (Of course, if you read one of my recent posts, you’ll know that I’m only hearing about this ‘sleeping is comfortable’ notion second-hand from others, as I don’t sleep.)
Tomorrow is the beginning of August, and this August means there will be a flurry of activity in my life and in the lives of some of my favorite people, as my lovely daughter (I almost wrote ‘little girl’, but figured I’d better not as she might read my blog), will marry the love of her life on August 25.
The ceremony and reception will take place at a beautiful Inn in our little town, and if the weather is good that day, Erin and Geoff will exchange their vows in the Inn’s manicured garden. Inclement weather means the ceremony will be moved inside, but my dentist told me about a sure-fire way to prevent bad weather from ruining an outdoor wedding.
“Hang a broom in a tree,” he said to me while my mouth was full of rubber and he was replacing a filling.
“Mhaat?” (That means “what”, but is the way it sounded when my mouth was full of rubber and drills and gloved hands.)
“That’s what my fiancée did last summer on our wedding day,” he said. “The forecast was predicting a storm, so she hung a broom in a tree at our cottage and that staved off the rain. Our wedding went ahead outside, as planned. Apparently it’s an ‘Acadian‘ thing,” he added.
Today I tried to find other suggestions for preventing bad weather, but didn’t have much success in my search.
On the other hand, when I researched what rain means if it happens on a wedding day, I discovered that it is actually considered to be good luck. Rain cleanses, allowing the happy couple to start fresh in their marriage. Rain also signifies unity; when couples ‘tie the knot’ in the rain, a wet knot is tighter and more difficult to untie than is a dry one, meaning the marriage bond will not be easily broken. That’s good news, right?
So rain or shine, my little girl (oops, forgot again that I wasn’t going to call her that), will marry her fiancée on August 25, and on that day I know there will be a few tears shed (perhaps representing raindrops), along with many bright smiles (like the bright sun), and everything will be perfect.
But we’ll hang a broom in a tree just to be sure. I wonder if it has to be a corn broom or if a synthetic one would do. And if I can’t find a broom that day, would it be okay to hang up my Roomba, Hal (named for the computer in the movie, 2001: A Space Odyssey)? He’s kind-of like a broom, except he’s round. And after the wedding I can let him vacuum up leaves in my yard; I’m sure by the end of August they will have begun to fall.
Fall! Yikes! Another post for another day.
Expect to read more about the wedding plans as the big day draws nearer, though, and I spiral into ‘panic mode’; I’m not very good at keeping my life out of my blog, no matter how determined I am when I sit down to write. So I apologize in advance by saying, “Sorry. Hope you don’t mind.”
Thanks, and don’t be a stranger.