No posts yesterday. Today I write from Fallbrook, CA, which is in inland San Diego County northeast of Oceanside and not far from USMC Camp Pendleton. This terrain is a part of CA of which I, as a CA native and longtime resident, am not much familiar.
I have had few occasions to visit the area south of greater LA, and those few trips mostly went directly to San Diego. I had an uncle who moved near San Marcos and we visited him there once, I believe. It is warm here today, high of 92 expected.
We’ve come here to attend the wedding of a protege of the other DrC, whom we both consider a ‘granddaughter.’ Her dad is a retired Marine officer.
The nuptials happen tomorrow and we fly home to WY on Sunday. Saturday I get to see if I still remember how to tie a tie, it has been years since I last did so. Wish me luck.
Later … A big party tonight, the rehearsal dinner. As the bride’s folks are of Italian heritage the food was bellisimo, the drinks likewise. Dessert was cannolis so I was reminded of the advice from The Godfather, “Leave the gun, take the cannoli.”
On the other hand, the after dinner speechifying was long-winded. However, as the other DrC said, it’s the bride’s party, she can tell whatever tales she chooses. With my old-man hearing, nothing but murmurs came through the hearing aids anyway.
We ate out by the pool, weather shirtsleeves perfect, flying insects at a bare minimum. So far no one has fallen in the pool. They have a hilltop location with a very nice view. The bride’s folks live well.