Monday morning, and the engagement news

I am still happily overwhelmed by Peter and Betsy’s official engagement, and am starting to be bewildered by all of what I assume are the traditional worries of a mother-in-law, like “Oh my gawd, how do you plan a wedding, anyway?” Then I remember, with relief, that it’s not the groom’s family that organizes the wedding.

One thing that I remember from the time of my own engagement, lo those many years ago into the misty past of the 1970’s, is my own father’s initial plans for our wedding. A couple of mornings after our official announcement, my father looked at us and said, “I’ll give you $5,000 to go to Las Vegas and elope.” Unfortunately for us all, my mother walked into the room at that moment and heard what he said. So much for any hope of having a simple ceremony presided over by an Elvis impersonator.