Wednesday, July 25, 2007

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never have i been more at a loss for words.

check jenni's photos, and know we are inventing new applications for the word




happy.

Wednesday, July 18, 2007

Please raise your right hand.

We went to the county auditor, housed in a cedar shingled municipal building tucked under a thick growth of pines, and got us a marriage license. We had to read and sign our agreement on a paragraph that stated we were not second cousins, under 18, or carrying an STD unbeknownst to our partner. Then we had to raise our right hands (left hands on nothing) and swear we had read it, and it's true. We're pretty sure it's done this way so the nice lady at the county auditor's office doesn't have to point blank ask us if we have STDs.

We be all legal for the matrimony!!

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

on to the truly important details:

the wedding cake, in three petite tiers:

chocolate with bailey's irish cream filling (with CHUNKS OF CHOCOLATE in it)
lemon cake with lemon cream cheese filling
and hazlenut cake with kahlua filling

buttercream over all. i'm having two pieces of each.




(ours is just plain cake shaped, although c. was very interested in the one with the boiled lobster on top.)

Sunday, July 08, 2007

a wedding that involved us only peripherally.

we took time out to go see my good friend zach get married yesterday. having gone to college in the days before digital cameras that fit in altoid boxes, i don't have any "before" snapshots to share with you (actually, there's a really good one of him and me backstage clutching a stuffed elmo, and one of him shaving off his chekhovian beard a piece at a time, leaving him variously with a trucker mustache, backstage boy goatee and ridiculous soul strip).

he looked pretty grown up last night, though. we were both so used to bemoaning our unlikeness in love that i think we were both caught by surprise by our respective large happinesses, both of which get codfied this month into legally binding partnerships. weird. twelve years ago we were smoking weed out of a diet coke can.

in retrospect, i should have taken more pictures. i hate experiencing a wedding from behnd a point-and-shoot camera, though, and i don't like for the bride and groom to have to deal with any more shutters and flashes than they have to.