A good name is to be chosen rather than great riches,
Loving favor rather than silver and gold. Proverbs 22:1
31 years ago last month, I chose this name as my own when I married my best friend, Sunny Eddy.
To set the pronunciation straight it is Ed-dy just like the first name. Not Ee-dy with the long ‘e’ sound (like every single telemarketer on the planet pronounces our name). When you see our name, how would you pronounce it?
By the way, my maiden name is Wise. My husband likes to tell people that I was a wise girl until I married him!
In honor of our good name, I’d like to share a former SO! Moment we experienced on our first anniversary. (See tab at top for other SO! Moments in my life.)
About six weeks before our first anniversary our church had a weekly marriage seminar. The culmination was a overnight retreat at a popular resort owned by The Navigators called Glen Eyrie (about an hour away).
Glen Eyrie is a beautiful castle nestled at the base of Pike's Peak near the Garden of the Gods. The property was originally owned by the General Palmer family, founders of Colorado Springs.
This night happened to fall exactly on our first anniversary.
Now, let me tell ya, if you're looking for romance this was definitely the place to be—after all, we're talking a castle. But for some reason, sharing this experience with a dozen or so other couples just wasn't conducive to a romantic evening--fun, but just not my idea of romance. But wait! It gets better.
Because Sunny and another fella had to work late, we weren't able to get up there in time to check in first, but went directly to where dinner was being served. We were escorted by the 'English Butler' into the King James Dining Room.
Dinner was good. We then went over to get our room. Unfortunately for us and the other 'late' couple, they had miscalculated the number of guests in our party. There weren't enough rooms.
What to do?
SO! After some discussion the man at the desk had an idea and said, "Come with me." Our pastor who had made the arrangements, Sunny and I and the other couple followed this man. We figured he understood the dilemma and had everything under control. He led us into the last room available in the castle.
Beautiful room… Great view…
Two sets of bunk beds!
BUNK BEDS!?! HELLO!
We all looked at each other and then back at 'Mr. Bright'. Our pastor said, with as much kindness as he could muster and through clenched teeth, "This.....is a.....marriage retreat........Sir."
Like I said, not very conducive to a romantic evening.
After admitting someone had overbooked the rooms in the castle, Mr. Bright decided it was in his best interest to open up the Carriage house for us. Only one problem—it was still wintertime in Colorado and they hadn’t prepped it ahead of time. It was freeeezing all night long.
Sunny and I ended up celebrating our anniversary on another day.
It’s All A Good Name Good!
I’m also participating in the A-Z Challenge here.