We’re driving to Indy on Friday…again. This time, it’s to celebrate. My grandson and his Emily are getting married on Saturday, Nov. 9. My daughter’s bought a long, navy blue dress to be mother of the groom. And my second daughter, Robyn, and her husband are flying in from Florida to attend. DH’s brother is flying back again from Oakland and staying the weekend. And even the wonderful neighbor girl who grew up across the street from us, and Holly’s BFF, is coming from Detroit with her husband and three boys. It’s going to be a wonderful time. So I’m writing this post early, because I’ll be packing tomorrow night.
I have more weddings in my Jazzi series than I ever meant to write. But my characters are all at that age when boy meets girl and both are ready to settle down. Jazzi and Ansel get married in book 3, The Body in the Gravel, even though she doesn’t buy the dress until the last minute. She’s too busy trying to solve a murder. There’s a double wedding in book 4, The Body in the Apartment. And since I threw two more people together in that book, there’s another wedding in book 5, The Body in the Past, but it’s an out of town, hurry up and get it done type event.
My wedding to DH was like that. He’d just gotten out of the army three days before we drove to the minister’s house with a few family members and friends, and made living together legal, because we’d dated long enough. Tyler and Emily are doing it right–the rehearsal dinner, wedding, and reception with dancing. She’s wearing a gorgeous gown. Jazzi and Ansel catered their own reception, cooking the food and tying the knot in their living room. My second daughter skipped all of that. She and Scott took off for Vegas and had everyone watch them get married on video, then they had one heck of a good time.
The next step for Jazzi, I guess, is married life and eventually kids. That’s part of the cycle, too. Jerod, her cousin, has already started his family, but Jazzi’s not ready for diapers and cribs yet. I’m not sure when and how I’ll deal with that. It’s too soon to go there. Do you have any favorite mysteries dealing with a young mother and kids? The only one that comes to my mind is Jenna Bennett’s Savannah Martin series. But until babies wake Jazzi and Ansel in the middle of the night, I have ideas for lots more mysteries for them to solve.
If you’re pounding your way through NaNo, hang in there! And for every writer out there, happy writing!
Judi Lynn 
We were living in Nevada. Drove to Reno and jumped the broom in a civil ceremony. Then we attended a friend’s wedding that afternoon and kept the news to ourselves so as not to spoil their event. They spent tens of thousands on their wedding. We spent $45. Lost touch with them, but we’re still married decades later.
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Love the term “jump the broom.” A friend of mine wrote a short story about it. Loved it. The most expensive thing about our wedding was my dress–knee length. My parents asked us if we’d rather have something fancier or a new stove, and we chose the stove. His parents let us choose between the wedding and a kitchen table. We kept that table for years. And like you, we’re still happy together.
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