May, 2010
The proposal was more of a mutual agreement. This wasn’t the first time we had experienced the “talking until dawn” phenomena, it’s a wonder how we didn’t reach this conclusion sooner. At that moment, it was all about us as the rest of our lives should be. We’re both incredibly lucky to have found each other and truthfully, we all knew this was coming. We buried ourselves in each other and realized this was it. This is how we’re going to spend the rest of our lives: enjoying each others’ company while in the company of others and always yearning to come home to each other. We went home at 6:30am that morning to sink into bed and into our new roles as future husband and wife.
August, 2008
This is the story of how we met. The official one that we’re sticking with. We met in Manhattan Beach. Two people on the corner of Manhattan Beach and Highland. Two people who ended up sitting next to each other. And two people who talked each others ear off. Midway through, he got up to “feed the meter” and the fact that he came back meant that our afternoon would carry itself to the evening. Dusk arrived and the sun would return again before we’d go our separate ways. Not only did we communicate on the same wavelength, but we struggled to outsmart, outwit, out-joke the other. Thus began the journey.
Chemistry. We have it.
- Love Bird Place Cards from TimelessPaper on Etsy
Yes. Nelly is on a diet so she can fit into a flower girl’s dress. She’s been spoiled with treats and homemade food (do you know any other dog who gets hand shredded roast chicken?) and now it’s time to slim down.
She has an interview with a dog walker this weekend and we’ll be putting her on a senior diet to cut the calories and help her knee which seems to be acting up.
As for the bride and groom… we’ll get a gym membership. Soon…
Our wedding will take place at the Long Beach Museum of Art overlooking the ocean at (hopefully) sunset on Saturday, February 26, 2011.
The hard part now is squeezing everyone in the 100 maximum capacity, and ideally 74.
So the search for the rest of the equation to 2/26/11 continues. So far I’ve spent two hours looking for ceremony musicians and came to the conclusion that I would like Pachelbel’s Canon in D as Welcome Music. I arrived at no other decision and I couldn’t find anyone appealing to give my money to.
I’ve previously recapped how the wedding industry personally offends me with the constant harassment and the complete disregard to any visual taste. I’m spending way more than what Grad School would cost and these business “professionals” can’t even put a working contact form on their websites, if they even have one. I can’t give you my money if 1) you can’t make your business look attractive and 2) you’re completely inaccessible.
I don’t have time to play phone tag with businesses just to get a quote! Not to mention, Google Voice doesn’t do a good job at transcribing my voice mails into my email. Or people just can’t speak which is a good sign because I wouldn’t want to hire them in the first place.
The frustration continues. I spent the last three weeks “off” the wedding mode, but now that we’ve secured our venue… it’s time.
