Monday Morning Wrap Up (through the eyes of the Pastor's wife)

The Birthday Boy!

You can't have a party without gifts!

We started the week out on Tuesday with our staff meeting, then Wednesday evening the church surprised Marc with dinner, birthday cake and a cute sweater in honor of his birthday which was Friday. I for one was glad to have a free night (I cook each Wednesday for our bible study).

Love this man!

My beautiful daughters!

My mommy!

These two joke around, but they really love each other. LOL

Marc's bestfriend and his fiancee. He was the bestman at our wedding, and next month Marc will be his bestman.

My aunt and uncle cutting up! 

Friday evening we attended the Ministers Wives Annual Sweetheart Banquet. Each of us are responsible for a table of eight so I asked my daughters, my mom, and Marc's bestfriend to attend with us in celebration of Marc's birthday. My aunt and Uncle were also there (just at a different table).

Hubby's favorite thing about being a pastor!

The happy couple!

I loved making this bouquet for the bride!

You can't have a wedding without a little cake and some sparkling cider, even if its 10:00 in the morning! LOL

Early Saturday morning Marc and I headed to church so that he could perform a marriage for one of our church members. I had a ball watching these two get hitched! I also loved taking photos for them and surprising them with a few gifts. Congratulations Mr. and Mrs.Gray! Saturday evening we attended a family movie night which was almost interrupted by a snow storm which lasted a hot minute. If you snoozed you might have missed it! LOL

By Sunday afternoon we were all pooped. After dinner at Smokey Bones and a quick stop at Sam's for some price checking for our couples dinner this coming Saturday we came home and I got in my pajamas and in the bed! Spent the rest of the night watching and tweeting about the Grammy's (which I never watch) so that I could see the tribute to Whitney. Still in shock that such a beautiful and talented lady has come and gone. Whitney and I were almost the same age, and my daughters grew up hearing her songs. R.I.P Ms. Houston. I am praying for your mom and your daughter because I just can't imagine what it would be like to have bury my mom while soo young, or my daughter!