Fifty Years

Easter weekend we celebrated 50 years of marriage with Odie's parent's and Hunter and Colton were dedicated in church Sunday. It was a busy, but fun weekend. When I was in my twenties, fifty seemed old. Now 90 doesn't even seem old. I think it is amazing to listen to our parents as they talk about growing up, dating, school as it was and the antics of their youth.

We started the weekend with a fish fry at Aunt Judy's lake house. There is no restaurant that can serve up fried catfish that tastes as good as what those English women can cook up.

Saturday we decorated the room down at the Marina. The food was awesome, steak, potato's, carrots, and desert. Crit and Bobbie are regulars with this restaurant. They made them a garden of chocolate cupcakes that was one of the neatest deserts I had ever seen. It was four rows of chocolate cupcakes with the seed pack standing up at the end. I had the cake made by http://local.yahoo.com/info-19119971-lindy-s-country-cupboard-cake-spring. This is the second cake I have had made at this place and everyone loves them. This time I tried their Italian cream cake. We had debated on how large of a cake we needed and finally decided to go with the larger. It's a good thing. People were coming back for seconds, and I even saw a couple hitting it for thirds.

After the party, we headed back to the lake house for some egg dying. There was a lot more than just eggs dyed by the time we were finished, but I think everyone had a good time. We had about 8 dozen plastic eggs to hide filled with money and candy. We had 2 gold and 2 silver, one for the little kids to find and one for the older kids. The kids didn't feel that they were hyped up enough on the sugar from the candy, so we needed to make snow cones! As I was churning that beautiful shaved ice out for the snow cones, two things came to mind. First, boy was I glad that I had gotten a motel room to go to once all that sugar kicked in. Second, that shaved ice would taste really good with a margarita poured over it!!

Easter morning dawned wet and dreary. One of Bobbie's requests was that all of her family go to church with them. We filled up half of the small church with Campbells. Hunter and Colton were dedicated. For Easter I got all of my babies Bibles with their names on them that should carry them into their preteen years. It was thundering and lightening as we sat through the service (probably due to the fact that all three Campbell boys were back under God's roof at one time). Hunter had black slacks with a spring light lime green shirt, plaid vest that was black with a touch of green, a tie and dress shoes. He referred to it as his costume. When we were changing his clothes, he wanted to know when he got to go to church again. He wanted to wear his "costume".

Odie and I had our fill of brisket and ham sandwiches for lunch and argued about who was going to have to drive home while the other one slept. We ended up splitting the drive and both of us getting a little Sunday afternoon nap.

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