Evil Scrappy Nanna Raven

My son was married on Sunday, September 18th, of this year.
He married a beautiful woman named Joyful Praise. Joyful
has 2 adorable sons, Ethan, aged 6, and Jordan, aged 4. Can
you say "instant grandma"? Wow!

My close friend and sister high priestess, Lady Dyandra,
hostessed the wedding at her gorgeous home. I was
honored to do the ceremony and we had a very large group.
There were a hundred chairs set up and there were folks
standing. The attendees were from various religions and
spiritual traditions. Some of the religions did not necessarily
get along together in the day-to-day world.

I conducted the ceremony in such a fashion as to honor all
traditions present, while still honoring the Earth-based
beliefs of my Son and his new bride. Joyful, the bride,
was brought up in an evangelical Christian home and at one time
attended Bible college. Her folks are still very active in their faith.
Joy now reveres the Sacred Feminine. My son, Thomas, was raised
in a Pagan home, and is a solitary practitioner.

Everyone was happy with the ceremony, including the bride
and groom. Yayyyyyy!!!! What a relief. It's stressful enough
to be the mother of the groom. Being the attending priestess
for such an event adds another stress level all together.

After the ceremony, during the feast, my grandson, Ethan
took my wand off of the altar and proceeded to take it apart.
He then began to use it to fish around in the pond, trying to fish
out a toy. I was not a happy camper when I caught him at this.
He was very unhappy when I took the wand away and gave him
a stern lecture.

A little while later, sitting with some friends, I noticed Ethan
hiding under one of the banquet tables, pouting. Lady D's puppy,
Lugh, half rat terrier, half Jack Russel's terrier, was trying to
play with Ethan and Ethan was not responding. Observing this,
I wondered if Ethan felt hurt because of my lecture. I asked Joy
to talk to Ethan and have him come over to where we were
sitting.

When Ethan finally came over, I apologized for hurting his feelings
and praised him for being an awesome ring-bearer. This cheered
him up. I then told him how much Lugh liked him and wanted to
play with him. I also told him that Lady D nick named Lugh "Evil
Scrappy Lugh" after the Scooby Do character "Evil Scrappy Do".
Ethan laughed at this.

A minute later Ethan sidles up to me and says, "Well, I think that
you are "Evil Scrappy Nanna Raven"! Just at that moment, my
husband walks up and says, "How did you know?" My friends laughed
their behinds off.

It's become a new tradition that the folks that I circle with and those
who attend our events call me Evil Scrappy Nanna Raven! I'll never
live this one down :)