Children

The crazy lady in the news who is single, lives at home with her parents and had six children, just gave birth to another 8 children is pissing me off.
Here I am for years trying to have a baby, and this yah-woo goes and has 14 children? After growing up in a family of seven, I would of loved to have my own big family but in today's world, feeding, clothing and taking care of more than three children is tough. Forget three, just two is tough sometimes. My cube neighbor Claudia for instance, has been fighting with her pediatricians office to get her 2 yr old daughter diagnosed correctly. It is a fight she has to fight because she is a great Mom.
I was given the name of a infertility clinic and told that my insurance covers up to 10,000 dollars but I am still fat.
Even if I go that route, how much of my overweight, fat, out of shape body can handle carrying a baby. I would rather drop 60 pounds and then try to conceive. Then again, I think if God really wanted me to be a Mom, he would have made it happen by now. I put it all in His Hands. No extra doctor appointments poking and probing me to see what condition my tubes, uterus and eggs are in. I just have given up hope. That doesn't mean I don't love children, it just means it hurts even more looking at others children.

Happy Birthday brother MPOM. Which still sounds like a gangsta name to me, but for the sake of anyone I don't know looking at this blog, he remains anonymous.
Dude I forgot to send Birthday cards which stinks to high heaven knowing that I have started the year off procrastinating (again). Not to mention I have no stamps and that would require me to either a) walk to the adidas mail room and purchase them or b) find the flipping PO in Spartanburg. I am lazy and don't want to do either. Plus I never carry cash on me so mailroom doesn't take debit card.
Art is on his way home today after a nice visit with us. He probably was bored to death seeing how there was not much going on to do with him. He did say he'll be back so I guess he still had a good time. If only we had more money then we could of really entertained him. Not by going to the Men's Club down on 290 but movies, auto show, elegant dinner etc...
I am still working at my diet and did have cardio bowling last night. Only two out of four on my team showed up so once you finished bowling in one lane, you moved over and bowled in next lane. Never had time to stop to sip my drink. I didn't do too badly seeing how if I break 100, I think I am doing okay.
I remember going bowling with Mom and Roberta at Wonder Bowl. I remember Mom was pretty good too. Can't remember if they had the bowling shirts like Laverne & Shirley. We were adidas polo shirts since it is adidas bowling league. (9 bucks a week for a night out and some exercise is worth it)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JANET!

So I am a little early but it is because the card did not get put in the mail yet and wanted to let you know that I remembered ahead of time and might possibly beat JOMIII to wishing you a Happy Birthday!

Since I don't have any recent pictures of you, I had to post this picture taken on my wedding day (6-26-04) Look how big Clln got in 4 years!

I found out that American Chop Suey is a Northern thing. I guess it Wikepedia says it is normally called Mac & Beef. Also found out that the word "Flickah" or "clickah" for the remote might be a Northern thing too. I guess down here they would yell at their husbands, "give me the remote"! I would love to watch a whole tv show in its entirety. Especially something like "HOUSE" or "CSI" so I would know what the case is all about.
I haven't been watching too much TV since I am now addicted to FACEBOOK. I found the cool way of saying it is just by initials FB. Someone asked if I was on FB. I was thinking of what drugs are called FB?
Dinner tonight at Copper River. Guess what R is ordering? PRIME RIB!!! Our friend Art is visiting from Seekonk. He wanted to leave Seekonk before the next 10 inches of snow arrives. Great time to visit since R is not working. He'll just sleep on the blow up mattress in spare bedroom again.
Anyone else want to come visit to avoid snow shoveling?

Everyone on Diets

Okay so I am fat and I need to lose weight. What else is new? But after being fat 99% of my life, I have tried to go on a "diet" umph amount of time sand have not been successful. The girls on my team are all on diets. Great, I am all for counting calories, cutting back and watching what you eat. After going a month without money, I realise that cutting back my portions and taking less food (so meal goes further) is more helpful.
I always eat double or triple the amount of food WW says to eat. I have begun using the salad plate instead of dinner plate to put my food on. We had American Chop last night and I normally would have eaten about two dinner platefuls. But before I left work yesterday, I used the fitness center and did the treadmill for 10 minutes & 5minutes of some other machine. So needless to say, I grabbed the salad plate and actually felt full after the amount I ate. Like Mom says, I need to slow down and chew my food.

APPROVED UNEMPLOYMENT!!!1

WOOOO HOOOOO the check is in the mail and we are on our way to getting out of credit hold.

R tried yesterday to call unemployment and it was busy. I tried from my work phone and it went through so I hit conference and called him and conferenced him in. He waited over an hour and still no one answered (being Monday I bet they were swamped). He called today and only waited 15 minutes for someone to answer.
He was transferred to a lady named Sherry who helped him immensely with what he needed to get accomplished. After talking to her, he found out he was suppose to be calling in every week to get TeleCert filed. He never even received something in the mail to tell him what number to call and he needed a pin number. She also helped him with setting up direct deposit and told him that claim is approved, after faxing over paystubs and that it is being processed. So hopefully by this weekend, we should have a check.
I have to make a resolution to save more money. I know Suze Orman tells you to save three months worth of income to cover you for emergencies. Now I know why.

We still have not taken down the tree and although I want to, it really is too pretty to take down yet. Plus my overall decorations are all snowmen, which is not really Christmas but more Winter-related. So a few snowmen have come down but not all of them.
R has been busy trying to get a hold of Mass. Unemployment. He still has not received any money from being laid off on November 11. That's right coming up to two months!! The rent is paid for January and that in our eyes is the number one bill. As long as we have a roof over our heads.
Mom made a comment about us having to cut back and not eat Prime Rib. When have we eaten Prime Rib? She is the one who got a nice piece of meat from David & JoAnn New Year's Day. Mrs. Doty also said we need to cut back. What else can we cutback? I am eating Banquet dollar meals for lunch and Mac & Cheese for supper. I have lost weight due to not eating full meals so if that is the price I have to pay, so be it. I would rather eat two little meals and lose weight than gore myself on Prime Rib hahahahahaha

It is so Hot outside...yes I said Hot. Claudia (my cube neighbor) said it is "turn your air on in your car" kinda hot. That being how hot it is...just had to rub it in your face kinda hot.
Maybe close to 65 out there for December 30.

So back to work and feels good to get back in the groove of things. I was in my pajamas for two days straight. Thank God Mr. Allain (R's friend from NC and no relation) showed up and gave me a reason to get dressed and out of the house. We had a nice little visit but he didn't realize that his town in NC is four hours away from SC and he was tired after spending the day with us. He is a good friend to R. and it was nice to have someone visit. He told us about the new store and how much more space for fishing tackle. If you want to check it out, here is the website:
http://www.castawayfishingsupply.com/

The picture to the far left is J.

I think R. got the fishing bug after talking to J. but then again he always loved fishing.

Christmas is for Children

I love to see children react to Christmas things around them. The awe in which they stare at the Christmas lights. The little eyes so wide with excitement at seeing Santa at the mall or live donkey's at the live Nativity.
I love how even the older ones who seem they might know Santa personally, keep the spirit alive by pretending to know Santa came. I love Christmas because of the children and seeing how these memories will be with them a lifetime.

D-MD said the picture from Mt. Tom was in October of 1978!

My memory of Mt. Tom is the way they made poor teenager D take the lift all the way to the top and he hadn't even taken a lesson yet. By the end of the day, that kid was doing jumps! I also have a great picture of Dad pointing to the back of my jeans that show all the "wax" from the alpine slide where I slid off. The lasting physically memory I have of Mt. Tom is the way my freckles got removed from my right arm and have slowly filled back in again. Oh one more memory from 1997. I took my little person friend from AT&T to Mt. Tom. Doreen had to have them shut the lift off every time so she could get lifted on to the seat. She had them laughing by the end of the day, that she got to show them that size didn't matter. She skied better than anyone on that mountain. I just got a Christmas card from her and to think that she could have babies and go through all the labor and delivery and only be 4feet 2inches tall still amazes me. You have to watch that show, "Little People, Big World" so see that little people are just like everyone else.
I will miss skiing and snowshoeing and hope that Loon gets lots of snow for everyone to visit the condo this year.

Christmas 1990

The Christmas picture I just posted to the blog is of MPOM with Molly and TJ when they were probably 3 & 4 yrs old. I love the way TJ has a little cowboy outfit on. If his EOD unit could see him now!
I also love how MPOM had a Christmas sweatshirt on! These are the type of things that I remember about Christmas' past. I also loved having Christmas at Mom's house. It always felt so warm and comfy and like Christmas is suppose to feel.
I will miss that this year!

So I received a subscription to a magazine called "Reminisce" from my mother-in-law. It has stories from people about the past and this month is all about Christmas. It has picture of ladies in the 70's with the teased hair and short skirts dancing with their husbands in basement for New Year's Eve. It reminded me of Mom's redheaded hairpiece she wore with the Go-Go boots to make her look like one Hot Mama. When I went home this year for her 75th birthday, everyone got to say to her one of the memories. I think it was John who told her he rememberd the white Go-Go boots she wore and then Moe chimed in about the hairpiece and teasing her hair in buffount.
Just brings back memories of their home parties and how Mom went all out with matching dishes for each entree. R still laughs at the "relish tray". He never knew there was such a thing.

Why? I often wonder why certain people have such good luck and others are always facing the worst luck you wouldn't wish on your enemies. Take my best friend Judy...why does she have to go through so much? She lost Tony when he was 40 by trying to revive him after massive heart attack. How many 40 year old widows are there? Not only to have the lasting mental image of him during this, but to have to plan a funeral and deal with not having your husband there to help raise your daughter?
Then she gets a double whammy with the ovarian cancer. To think that she didn't have enough emotional crap with losing Tony but now she has to worry about herself passing away if cancer spreads. She calls to tell me, "want to hear the latest" and I admit I want to shout "NO!" What else could go wrong?
She went to gastroentrologist and finds out that during Gastric bypass, they did not make the opening to her stomach big enough. She still had the solid food from the day before in her stomach during the endoscopy (?spell) That is why she kept vomiting and that is why her first round of chemo pills did not work and the tumor is still the same size in her ovary. She had to make a decision to either keep going with chemo or have radical hysterectomy. She walked in ready to tell the doctor to go with hysterectomy and he told her he would rather her try the chemo again. Now that they figured out why, maybe the chemo pills will help.
I know she has had enough pain in her life. When will God give her some good luck and grant that girl a happy life? I see/hear her pain and from a distance I want to reach out and hug her and tell her everything will be okay...but how do I know?
Please pray for my friend Judy. She needs all the prayers she can get.

R and I were at a meat market the other day and all of a sudden I was craving Gorton. Yes there probably should be some kind of accent a goo (how do you spell that little thingy you put above a guy name Claude name?)
So I called Mom to get her Gorton recipe. She gave it over the phone from memorization of course, but said she would check her recipe and just to make sure. She called back today and said she couldn't find her recipe but that I should make it to taste. I long for some Gorton so will be making some next weekend from how Mom told me. For those of you interested in knowing what Gorton is, it is a French spread kind of like pate (again where is that accent a goo thingy).
Take your 1 pound of ground pork butt and put it in a skillet with salt, pepper and finely chopped onions. Add water so the meat is covered. Do not cover pan. Leave on low and slow for 1 hour. Keep adding water if needed so meat is always covered. You can skim off fat if you like. The meat should resemble hamburg with a gray color. Remove from heat and add 1/8 tsp of ground clove and 1/2 tsp of allspice. This is where Mom wasn't sure of measurements so said add to taste.
If anyone has Mom's recipe, let me know. Until then, I will try my best to keep the French in me fed.
Au Revoir

So they always say bad things happen in three's. I would have to say I have reached my limit when it come to bad things right about now. First R gets laid off, then his truck gets vandalized, then my car wouldn't start. Someone tried to get in to his truck by putting a screwdriver in his lock and wasn't successful but made his handle come away from frame. He said to me, "go see if the camper is okay". So I get in my car, chug-chug-chug then nothing. Electric works but has rained out and I know Pat always sprayed my wires with dryer and it would start. Tried that..chug, chug, chug...nothing. Went to Wal-Mart to look for distributor cap. R's boss is walking towards us and seemed to be very unpleasant moment. They asked if we were Christmas shopping, I said, "No my car died and looking for distributor cap". I wanted them to know we weren't in mood for Christmas. R said he should have told them, "I can't afford Christmas shopping this year because you laid me OFF!!!!" Always think of things to say after the person walks away. So the new distributor cap didn't work and neither did my car. It finally started the next day when it was sunny out and has worked all week long.
This morning it was mild out so I walked out with just a festive snowman sweater on. It is now pouring buckets out and my mind is whether or not my car will start. At least I have a ride home. Thank the Lord I am not stuck in Bok' needing a ride to NB.
So R called police to report the vandalism and female sherrif with pink handcuffs ("yes they work", she said) jokes to R, "You hope those are the three bad things that have happened". UH? What? SHUT UP!

Sausage Day

We pulled out the meat grinder and tubs to get ready to make our Christmas sausages for this year. R had bought two Boston Butts yesterday and we mixed in lean hamburg this year also. We mix up a batch of Bratwurst and were getting ready to stuff the casings. Both of our backs started to hurt so we took a break. R is snoring on the couch right now listening to Burl Ives sing "Holly Jolly Christmas". Brier is snoring behind me on his bed too.
Getting ready to go out on a Christmas hayride with The Endres Family, who will be heading back to Germany in a two weeks. We wanted to show them a little Christmas spirit before they leave. Mini Miracles Farm has hayrides, live Nativity, lights and Christmas Carols while we are there. Looks cold enough to wear my snowman sweater from Moe.

Dicken's Christmas

We went to R's supervisor house last night to give them a invite to Christmas Hayride on Saturday. We thought they would be going to the Dickens Christmas downtown. They were told from their friends that it was postponed until Friday. We showed them online where it wasn't and they ran around getting ready. We followed them there and had a nice time walking around, listening to the music by children's orchestra, carols sung by people dressed in Dickens era clothing, Nutcracker Ballet in storefront window, Hand Bell choir was in shoe store and we sung along, Santa lending his lap to kids who wanted to tell him what they wanted, carriage rides and final tree lighting ceremony. It was a nice chilly night that got us all in the spirit.

Southern Drawl Accent needed

Joke from your crazy southern country friend Dena, not just kiddin.



Did you know that the 3 wisemen were firemen?

They came from a far.

Unemployment

R drives all the way down to unemployment. About 40 people are standing outside the building since it hadn't even opened yet. Someone was telling him that he could do it online so he waited until he got inside and true enough, there was a poster saying to make a claim online. He drove back home, since he wasn't feel well enough to wait in line with 40 other people at 8am, and did it all online. The modern miracle of internet! But the way R types, I bet it was very frustrating for him. The victim of the automotive industry demise. If only Ford didn't cancel their open orders with K and if only the economy was better. Two steps forward, three steps back.

Not a good night

My body is sore and it is just from getting old and being fat. My knees are buckling when I try to stand up and ache when I walk up stairs. I am suppose to go bowling to make up for missed league night, but am trying to muster up the strength to do it. I know R really wants to go bowling, now that he found a sport that is a) cheap enough to afford right now and b) inside away from harsh weather.
Speaking of harsh weather....I still would love one more trip in the woods. It is a tradition to go to Big River the day after Thanksgiving for hunting. I will miss Big River and knowing my way through the woods by myself. I mean, with my GPS of course. I love that thing. We use to go Geocaching with it and I will have to suggest to R to start that again, since it is Free and fun to do.
Rambling...that is because it is 12:12am and I have bathroom issues that are keeping me up. For those of you who know me, I don't like having bathroom issues and know that is it stress. We went over our bills for the month of December and although it will be tight, we are okay. It is January that is the problem. Hopefully R's unemployment will kick it. He was officially told he was being laid off on Friday. They also told him it was due to economy and losing automotive business (which has been lead story on the news all last week). They tried blaming him for his work performance and saying he needed two weeks off to think about his job. That was crap seeing how now the owner told him things are very bad with Ford pulling orders and still owning the company money.
He starts questioning himself and because he thinks he is old now and won't get a job. I told him you have to believe in yourself and think positive. That was never easy for him to do...he always is Mr. Pessimistic.
I think he can find anything down here even in this bad economy. The question is whether or not he will like it and if they pay him what he is use to making. He is a welder which normally they make pretty good money. I only pray that God will show him the way. I keep thinking that things happen for a reason and hope the reason is to find something better. Needless to say, the pressure of him being laid off, bored out of his mind sitting at home, using computer hunting for jobs is taking its effect already. I am nervous he is getting depressed and with holidays coming up, I know it is causing him stress. I know my own stress isn't helping and trying to find a way to keep things positive and happy. It ain't always easy....

1st Thanksgiving in SC-

I have a lot to be thankful for this year. I have a roof over my head, clothes on my back to keep me warm, food in my belly to keep me full. I have friends who have become like family to us in our new home.
R bought a turkey last weekend and since we always have our own separate Thanksgiving early, since we normally would be going to his sister's on Turkey Day, we wanted to keep our own tradition alive. Plus once you see Thanksgiving decorations, and Food Network shows you start to get a craving for turkey, stuffing and gravy. He bought a 14lb turkey for the two of us. So I told him we can't eat that all by ourselves so we invited the MA gang over from apt. complex. We had a feast of course! Turkey, mashed potatoes, gravy, stuffing, sweet potatoes, butternut squash, green beans w/mushrooms (his dad always made that for Thanksgiving). He also made his own bread/rolls which is our tradition. For all the mouths there, we still had plenty left. Our friends brought desserts and we all had plenty to eat. I think little Cohen ate only cake!
But the whole day was a blessing from God to say thank you for our blessings, our friends, our family who couldn't be there.

Not into politics

I think it was that saying of not talking politics or religon in front of people that always made me shy away from getting to know my democratic duty of votiing. I knew the Electoral College are the ones who vote for the President and I remember learning about this and thinking...then why bother voting? I did not vote yesterday. I did drive to the school where I would have voted, but the line was long and it I did not know we could come to work late and not be marked against us. Then after work was the first night of bowling and to be honest, I really didn't want to stand in line for two hours. I really don't care that is my point. If I had really cared about the whole process, who my President will be and if my role as an American would have changed that, I would have voted. No harm no foul since even if McCain got voted in, we are still in financial recession due to the banking/mortage industry.

Brems just emailed the old Bok team to let us know his cube mate just had the "Peanut Buttah Jelly Song" on and he was jamming to his cube thinking back to when Emil would que it up in the afternoon and make us all laugh.
Just think that people come into our lives for a reason...even if it is just to play an annoying but funny song to make us all laugh.
Miss you guys very much!

I changed over my closet from summer to winter and have clothes that I either can't fit in or just have gone out of style. The problem is that there aren't any of those Red Cross clothing bins or St. Vincent de Paul or Planet Earth or Kids for Education bins. The only place I found you can bring your old clothes is the Goodwill Kiosk which you have to wait for them to be "open". I use to love the drop off on Rt. 140 rest area. It was so convient but now I have clothes that I want to get rid of and probably will end up trashing them just to be easier. Why do they make being enviromental hard.

I was wishing that I was the proprietor of "O'Malley's Tavern" here in Spartanburg. I know we have Delaney's Irish Pub downtown but that caters more to the drinker than to the foodie in all of us. I remember O'Connor's in West Boylston and their Guiness Pie that was out of this world. And they also had phenomenal Murphy's Onion Soup. Of course they can't call it French Onion soup that would be a mockery.
Then I got to thinking about carrying on the tradition of O'Malley's and how that would be a great legacy since my name is changed, yet it is written all over my face. I got to thinking about Fiddler's Green and how I just read that Silverstein's are opening the restaurant at airport. What a small world..here in my blog I posted about going clothes shopping at Silversteins when I was little. (Wednesday, December 12, 2007). Here they are opening a restaurant just like I want to do. Fiddler's Green was the ultimate for me. I wished I was old enough to drink but heard how all the other siblings were there having great times. "It's No Nay Never..(clap clap clap clap)" You have to do the clapping or else you look like a jerk. Speaking of that tune, we went to Walhalla Oktoberfest last Saturday. Yes it went right by Clemson and all that "hunter's orange" on everyone. R yelled out the window, "GO PATRIOTS" and I laughed so hard. Walhalla is a cute little town and the fair was run very smoothly. The Little German Band from Raleigh, NC played music and got the whole crowd involved. They said they played a song in Belgium that was for rowing a boat. The tune was the same as "No Nay Never". R and I looked at each other and said, "That's an Irish song!".
What a surprise I just got...TJ called me and I answered it thinking it was R. He had to say, Auntie Chris it's TJ! Oh man that just made my day~
I feel so happy knowing that my nephew has grown into such a fine man. It is hard to believe that little baby I held is now protecting my freedom in this country. My phone started to click for call answering and I joked with him saying I am just as technologically challenged as his mother. He said, "no your not, you at least know how to email someone". Kudos to me.
It was Judy calling and looking forward to seeing her while on trip back to MA. 'God willing and the Creek don't rise' we'll have a safe trip.
Deer rut is making me nervous about traveling at night. So what if I hit a deer, are we allowed to keep it? In MA I know the law states that the person who hit the deer has the right to claim it. But then the question is, do you need to tag it in somewhere?

Getting better at this Twitter thing

So now I am learning how to Twitter and getting all excited finding information about how to save money using coupons, fishing, found and excellent blog from woman who raised German Shorthairs and then her blog led me to The Women's Outdoors. So much information out on the web that my neck is on fire from all this mouse moving.

I am so technology-challegned it is not funny. The fact that I have a computer and know a little something is to my credit. But start doing these new things like Twitter and I have no clue. I just learned how to text someone from my cell phone this year! To think I am a child of the Commodore 64 era! Oh man am I dating myself. A guy I work with just reminded me how old I am when I said that. He had on number 14 on his softball jersey so I said why? He said, "You don't remember who number 14 was?" Assume it is Red Sox so thought maybe Jason Bay? No he said Jerry Rice. Man that was like in the 70's and I don't remember numbers. Except of course Carlton Fisk # 27 and Larry Bird Celtics was 33. I couldn't even remember my beloved Butch Hobson's number!
But then again, the alzheimers might be creeping up on me!

First Hunting in SC

So husband and I went out on my first hunting trip today. Well actually, I didn't buy a Hunting license yet so I went to shoot pictures instead of deer. I brought my six dollar stand we bought at Independent Gun Club field day last year. For six bucks it works great. I also had to carry my folding chair but look how comfy I was. Second thing was how red my face is. That is due to the weather conditions and R making me trot all the way up this hill so I could overlook this area. Third thing was because I had no gun and in case there were wild creatures (ie coyotes? boars? snakes?), I would be somewhat protected. I had on my orange UnderArmor (cheap Walmart brand not really UnderArmor since that is a competitor of ours) and only a short sleeve camo shirt. Guys would care less what I am wearing but check out that RedHead hat! I love my husband for caring enough about me to buy me that.

So we didn't see or hear anything and counted about 5 other hunters in the woods with us. Yes that might be a bad thing, but sometimes it is good to know there are others there in case of emergency. I was sitting in this blind thinking to myself, if I am this winded climbing a hill, imagine if he gets a deer and I have to help drag it. Cardio treadmill here I come.

Post Debutante 1984

So I was thinking back to my high school days because there was top 100 songs of 80's on VH1 last Friday night. R and I watched all three hours of it and reminisced about certain songs had certain meanings. But it also made me remember that I did not go to my senior prom. It was too hectic of a month with D & S getting married on the 17th and then "Le Cotillion Ball" was also in June. I could of gone to my prom but new it was added cost to my Mom and I was not interested in boys so had no one to ask. I did ask Randall Hall, who I knew from 2nd grade at Parker School. He would never of wanted to be seen with me, but thought he would do it as a friend. Looking back now, I probably should of asked the one guy that I did like and had a crush on. There was something about his smile that I still remember and not to mention his legs while playing soccer. Yes legs...I was still not interested in boys that much so legs was about the only attribute that didn't scare me. But he was Portuguese so he probably would of only gone to the prom with a Portuguese girl.
We will never know. Unless at next year's 25th Reunion Class of 84' he is there and I will ask him who he went to the prom with.
But back to "Le Cotillion" which was the one thing I was so excited about. It was finally my turn. I had remembered all the times I was left behind while Mom, Dad, Memere & Pepere and Uncle D etc all went in their tuxedos and long gowns with high elbow gloves on the ladies. It was so beautiful and this was finally my turn. I had asked Eric Z. to escort since he was a good friend and again...not into boys much back then. (who knew?) I looked MAH-Velous and the red carnations against the white gown where stunning. My brother D took my Dad's place while presenting me. I also had M on my other arm during the procession. I still know how to do the famous curtsy which we practiced over and over again. What a wonderful memory and again, I still don't think I missed out on the prom seeing how I had Le Cotillion in it's place. (plus the Standard Times had my picture in it!) Oh if only french teacher could hear me pronounce things now. J'taime Francais.
"I Can't Stop This Feeling Anymore"- REO Speedwagon played both at first wedding in 1989 and D & J's wedding in October one year later with Mr. Hebert's DJ service.