Friday, February 29, 2008

Don't Tell Me the Lights are Shining Anywhere But There

Different times of the year really do have their colors. My blog, which looked kitschy-colorful to me in December and January, suddenly became too vibrant for me. Why, when the Earth is about to bless us with all kinds of natural colors, my blog colors became too much, is beyond me, but there you have it. I am giving our eyes a rest for a few months. I wish I could change the colors in my house this easily. Another reason to love the internet. But that's not what I wanted to write about today. The warming weather turns our thoughts to romance.

My beautiful little sister is getting married in May in St. Louis. It is going to be a small ceremony followed by a dinner, and, knowing my sister, it will be thoroughly planned to the last detail. While I applaud her tasteful venue, I can't help but be disappointed that she is missing out on a golden opportunity. Her failure to ask for my advice on where she should marry means that my dream of visiting the Precious Moments Chapel will have to remain just that. Yes, yes, my sister is a grown woman with many responsibilities who can make her own decisions, but when it comes to the big decisions of life, I think I am the go-to girl. After all, why get married in a breakable, finger-printable glass conservatory of flowers in Spring when you can speak your vows in a chapel that is "inspired by Michelangelo's Sistine Chapel." I have been fascinated with the place ever since I first heard of it a few years ago. There are Precious Moments figurines everywhere, including in the many, many awe-inspiring murals. Only Jesus seems to be depicted as a normal-headed human. Everyone else is a huge headed doll, including paintings of famous Old and New Testament figures. There is also a mural of children who were "taken too soon." Words will have to fail me since I have never visited and my sister selfishly refuses to give in to my desires.

So we will miss Wedding Island, which along with the famous fountain, was a money making part of the chapel grounds. Apparently we would miss it anyway, since it is closed down now due to a local casino taking the tourists away. But the chapel is still there waiting for any of you (you know who YOU are, MBB and CMB) to make me happy. In the meantime, I will have to make do with this excellent description.

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