Thursday, April 25, 2013

60 Years!

We all gathered together this past Saturday night to celebrate Mee Maw & Paw Paw's 60th wedding anniversary. 60 YEARS! Is that not so exciting? My grandparents hold a very special place in my heart & what a blessing it was to help them celebrate 60 years of marriage. 

We started off at dinner at Ely's. Hazel was super excited she was able to sit next to Vivi. 

Vivi was pretty happy, too. 

Hutch entertained himself by playing with the place settings. 


Marc, Ryder, and Carly

Haley & Marc

60 years ago...what a lovely couple! It was so great listening to Mee Maw talk about their wedding, reception, where they went on their honeymoon, etc. 

Mary Straton had the brilliant idea to have their wedding cake re-created. It was identical to the one they shared 60 years ago- even held their original cake topper! They are still quite the lovely couple, wouldn't you agree?

To Mee Maw & Paw Paw!!! **I am sure Mee Maw would like for me to note that this is only sparkling cider in their glasses. :)

Thursday, April 18, 2013

Hutch's Birthday Bash

So, I know I am way, way, way late posting these pics. Apologies!! But, that being said, I couldn't post a single other thing until I updated y'all on Hutch's bday party, which was held a little over a month ago. Hutch said he wanted a Texas Party. Nothing could have made his Daddy happier.
Hutch was there to supervise when the jump house man showed up.

I made this banner for Hutch's 1st birthday & try to pull it out each year. 
No Texas party would be complete without a piƱata (or as Hutch called it- a "piana")
Look at little Hazel with that big balloon

While we waited for friends to arrive, we danced. Grandpappy made a lovely audience. 
Hutch LOVED his cake. 
That bounce house was a hit, let me just tell you. Rivers & Hazel spent most of their time here. 
I.Love.This.Pic. This is Hutch with 2 of his friends from school- Mason & Emery.

Pinata Time! Hutch caught cheating. 
The Cook girls waiting their turn. 
Cake time! Forgive the quality of these 2 pics- but that little smile just melts my heart. Bad lighting or not. 

Another one in the books! We had a blast & were so appreciative of all the family & friends that came over to help celebrate. Especially excited that Jeremy's fam was able to make the trip in from TX.  And that Carly & the little Ramirez's were here from Houston. And for everyone else. We love you all & thank you for making Hutch's birthday party so special!
On another note, Happy Friday Eve, friends!

Tuesday, April 9, 2013

All in One

I am on total photo-backlog right now, so forgive me as I try to catch you all up on what's been going on with us over the past few weeks. I have pics from Hutch's bday party that are way overdue, so I will get to those on my next post. Here are a few of our going-on's the past month or so....
 We saw the Clydesdales and loved them.

We put on our Sunday best to celebrate Easter. And we were reminded to celebrate Easter everyday, not just once a year.

We pointed at scary bugs on the patio. 

We smiled real pretty so Mama could take our pictures. 

We got some funny family pics while trying to attempt a good one. 

And....the good one finally happened.

We spent time with Coco and Haley.

 We woke up to powdered donuts for Hutch's birthday.

Some of us didn't quite wake up and were not as impressed.

We celebrated 4 at Buffalo Wild Wings with Lolli and Pop.

We visited the fire station museum for Jefferson's 4th.

Short 'n sweet! Happy Tuesday & Hump Day Eve...ready to power thru the rest of this week!

Love you all!

Wednesday, April 3, 2013

Celebrating Life

We lost a very dear friend, well, let's just call it what it is and say family member, this past week. Sometimes you don't have to share genetics or DNA or a blood line or anything of that sort to be family. Hal White left this world entirely too early on this past Thursday. You may have read all of the great articles, as it has certainly been proven that he was well loved by the Jackson community. The Clarion Ledger, Facebook, JFP, etc., etc. have all provided fantastic articles and commentary that focused on this great man. I thought I would take a moment to share what I think of when I think of Hal White. He was honestly my Dad's soulmate. He was his brother. He was his best friend. He was just as much part of our lives growing up, as perhaps a cousin or aunt or uncle would be to some others.

I can remember being quite small and attending any type of musical event Jackson hosted with my parents. We would usually follow that up with a trip to Hal and Mal's, where we were served up as many Shirley Temples as we desired. Hal always made the best fried cheese. And, yes, technically, they were the frozen kind. But they always tasted the best there. And, I can say that I recently ordered up a batch over St. Patty's Day, and they are still number one in my book. We would walk in and everyone would yell, "Ray Boone!!!" I remember sitting on those bar stools when my feet couldn't touch the ground. We would run around like little kids do, but no one seemed to mind. Hal never seemed to get irritated that 3 little dark haired, brown eyed, energetic adolescents were bouncing off his walls. It was a home of some sort, I guess. We did St. Patty's every year. I am not sure at what age my parents started bringing us with them, but my Mom has pics that go way, way back. As I approached my late-teens, I would go hang out up there with my friends. No drinking, though. I could only have 1 beer when my Dad was with me. Mom, don't be mad that I posted this on my blog. It was only one. :)

If you ever saw Hal and my Dad together, it would just make you laugh. The constant banter was beyond entertaining. I could just sit and listen to them all night long. You've heard in all the articles about how much Hal loved golf, but how he just wasn't that great at it. What I always think of, though, is Hal saying, "I am going to whoop Ray Boone's a$$ in golf this weekend" Those 2 loved playing together. If they were together, all was well with the world. They talked politics. They argued. They put each other in headlocks. They hugged when they had had a couple too many. Or maybe just a couple. They told jokes. They complained. They laughed...alot. We crack up every time we think about a trip we took to Copeland's after one of their Sunday jaunts on the golf course. Taylor was about 5 and sleeping soundly in Ann's lap while Hal and my Dad made a spectacle out of our table. They decided to have a contest to see who could make their spoon land in their water (didn't want to waste the cold beer) by hitting it as hard as they could with their fists. Carly, Haley, and I were just rolling laughing while Ann and my Mom sat there with disapproval written all over their faces. Everything was ok until one of them nailed our waiter with a flying spoon as he was walking by the table. It was always a good time with Hal and my Dad. Even when I was just a young 'un.

My parents rescheduled their annual croquet tourney this past Memorial Day because the White's were out of town for a family wedding. Hal rescheduled his annual Oyster Open because it fell on the same weekend as a Boone family milestone (which was certainly a disaster when this same thing happened a couple of years ago.) I would have given anything to be a fly on the wall for  their annual "Fall Ball' trip- this past October made 17 years of continuing this tradition. We always get a kick out of reliving our rehearsal dinners where Hal stood up to give a speech and ended up talking about how much he loved my Dad. He did this twice. 

When I have thought about Hal over the past few days, I think about how much he loved music. He would get out there and dance with Ann or Rivers. He would tap his feet and point his fingers in the air. He would sing at the top of his lungs if it was late at night while having an arm slung around the shoulder's of whoever was standing close by. I think about his great cooking- the soups go without saying, but I was a fan of his red beans & boiled shrimp. Carly & I both had our wedding receptions at Hal & Mal's and the only hard decision was choosing from all our fave foods on his catering menu. It never failed to be entertaining when you would go out to eat with Hal. It usually ended up with him criticizing the meal he had ordered. All in good fun, though.

One reason I wanted to move back to Jackson was so I could raise my kiddos doing the same things I did as a child. And, honestly, Hal and Mal's was a huge part of that. I see the H's running around like crazy and getting so excited when we pull into that parking lot...I can see that this is going to be a big part of their childhood, too. And it's not just the place. It's the friendly faces when we walk in the door. It's the atmosphere, it's the food, it's the music. But, most of all, it's the people. And Hal White was quite a significant force behind this. While he may be gone from us here on earth, I believe he lives on, not only in that restaurant, but through all of the many special people he has touched along the way. What a great club to be a part of.