A long snipet. Zach and Debbies wedding

There is just too much to post all at once.... When am I going to have time you ask? I know not... But here is a snipet and it might be the only snipets from these events so... read quickly there is a lot.
Manda and I drove down to my brother Zach's wedding on the 27th of June, we had some puking in the car, some puking the night before the wedding, some puking before the wedding and puking at the reception, Harley in the car on the ride down, then Lucas a day later and through the night, with a little of Jacey the night before the wedding. Taylor didn't get it and Emily and Manda helped catch puke from my kids while we were spralled out with towels and bowls all over the room until all hours of the night. Everyone was mostly better by morning and we were all smiles for the wedding day. Everyone looked adorable. The lethal combo for Lucas who seemed to get the worst of it was sprite on an empty stomach. The wedding went smoothly Debbie and Zach looked great, we took some pictures and were off to a cute reception behind the church with great shade and a beautiful cake and good food. We got to catch up with family, enjoy the sunny day, feel the grass on our barefeet, hold babies, and just enjoy being together for this happy occassion.

On the car ride down to Utah we were attacked by HAIL the size of marbles, NO JOKE!! we took pictures cause we knew they were blog worthy pieces of ice. It came out of no where and hit us so hard that we thought at first rocks were hitting the windshield and rooftop. It wasN'T raining or anything...just BAMMM into the glass and then another. and then for a LOOONG couple of minutes it was sheets of ice. We pulled over and so did most of the cars behind us. With every piece that hit I winced a little, I was sure my poor car was going to look like I parked it at the driving range and let people use it for target practice. But it sounded a lot worse than it really was and my car was unscathed. Next we hurdled a lone CHUNK of a blown deisel tire that didn't quite clear the frame of the car and again made us cringe a little as it kind of thunked under the frame of my car. Again no damage just some black rubber to wash off the paint and she looked good as new. So my car was put through the road trip worthiness test this trip and... GOOD NEWS... SHE PASSED. What a keeper. I sure do like my car. I think it's time she got a name....I'll let you know when I think of a good one. We have "LOLA" the GPS and Mom and Dad have "Tilly", their new camper. Em has names for all her trucks I think my trooper of an SUV needs a name. YUP it's time.
A quick side note. We were headed to Yakima to pick up Harley and Manda. Lola(the GPS) was leading the way and after a while Jacey asked me, "mom why isn't she saying anything to you?" ME "who, Jacey?" HER "that girl" ME "what girl?" HER "LOLA, why isn't she saying anything to you?" after I laughed and laughed and LAUGHED, I explained "Lola" doesn't talk until I need to turn onto a different road. BUT it was HYSTERICAL. I still giggle a little bit writing it down. Oh man, she has always been funny. My cute girl. always so observant.