Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Monday, February 18, 2008
The Reception
The limo was beautiful. A huge long white Excalibur. Lights on the ceiling inside that made it look like a starry sky. It says it seated 10, but with 9 we were crowded. It was a lovely ride, And before we knew it, we were at Piper's. Larson went ahead and told them to start the entrance music. Jason made this great track for us to enter to, with some Diablo Swing Orchestra, Phil Collins (in the air tonight so that people knew skyconcert, I mean the reception, was about to start), "Gentlemen Start Your Engines", and the The Power of Love. Yeah. It was awesome.
Piper's looked beautiful. The centerpieces Anna had made were awesome! Some had pipe cleaners and some had little crystaly things. I wasn't a big fan of the pipe cleaners until I saw that people were twisting them into things. It was supercool. The Fruit and cheese display was the first thing we heard about. She carved our name (my new name) into the cheese. There was a swan made of melon. Everything was absolutely perfect. We mingled for a while and then it was time for dinner! We sat down to eat and it was delicious. JHP was great. If you don't know JHP is the John Harden Project, and indy jazz band that we hired. We went to see them in a park once this summer and that was it. We knew they were the perfect band for the wedding. Their singer sounds just like Etta James. The chicken was delish. I went to pay the band before I forgot, and she said they were probably getting hungry. I found out what time it was and WOW! They had been playing for almost an hour! So, we got Larson to segue into some of our music. We did toasts. They were WONDERFUL. Larson emceed like he was born for it, and he hadn't even known he was going to do it until that night. I cried at least twice during the toasts. After that, it was 10! We were supposed to leave at 11! Time was flying!
When the band came back, we had our first dance. It was lovely. Jason is a wonderful dancer. Then I danced with my Dad and his Dad. His Dad cried, and I hit him. I feel kinda bad now. I hope he doesn't hate me. We decided it was time to cut the cake. We each fed the other a piece nicely despite the jeering of everyone to smash it. I tossed the bouquet and Meaghan caught it but was forced to give it to a more likely candidate for marriage soon, Amanda. Jason retrieved my garter and the guys all ran from it. We did the chicken dance, and the bunny hop and late in the evening, in his pajamas, Xavier came up to me and asked me to dance. Completely un-prompted. It was very cute.
The reception was everything I ever could have wanted. Everything was beautiful and perfect. Jason was so handsome, our friends were fun, and the staff at Piper's was WONDERFUL. One of the waitresses handed me a diet coke when we came in, out of no-where. No one will admit asking her to bring it to me. I was soooooooo thirsty. We got into the second limo and drove up to the north side to the sheraton. It was a lovely room and wine and strawberries were waiting for us. You guys don't get to hear anymore.
Piper's looked beautiful. The centerpieces Anna had made were awesome! Some had pipe cleaners and some had little crystaly things. I wasn't a big fan of the pipe cleaners until I saw that people were twisting them into things. It was supercool. The Fruit and cheese display was the first thing we heard about. She carved our name (my new name) into the cheese. There was a swan made of melon. Everything was absolutely perfect. We mingled for a while and then it was time for dinner! We sat down to eat and it was delicious. JHP was great. If you don't know JHP is the John Harden Project, and indy jazz band that we hired. We went to see them in a park once this summer and that was it. We knew they were the perfect band for the wedding. Their singer sounds just like Etta James. The chicken was delish. I went to pay the band before I forgot, and she said they were probably getting hungry. I found out what time it was and WOW! They had been playing for almost an hour! So, we got Larson to segue into some of our music. We did toasts. They were WONDERFUL. Larson emceed like he was born for it, and he hadn't even known he was going to do it until that night. I cried at least twice during the toasts. After that, it was 10! We were supposed to leave at 11! Time was flying!
When the band came back, we had our first dance. It was lovely. Jason is a wonderful dancer. Then I danced with my Dad and his Dad. His Dad cried, and I hit him. I feel kinda bad now. I hope he doesn't hate me. We decided it was time to cut the cake. We each fed the other a piece nicely despite the jeering of everyone to smash it. I tossed the bouquet and Meaghan caught it but was forced to give it to a more likely candidate for marriage soon, Amanda. Jason retrieved my garter and the guys all ran from it. We did the chicken dance, and the bunny hop and late in the evening, in his pajamas, Xavier came up to me and asked me to dance. Completely un-prompted. It was very cute.
The reception was everything I ever could have wanted. Everything was beautiful and perfect. Jason was so handsome, our friends were fun, and the staff at Piper's was WONDERFUL. One of the waitresses handed me a diet coke when we came in, out of no-where. No one will admit asking her to bring it to me. I was soooooooo thirsty. We got into the second limo and drove up to the north side to the sheraton. It was a lovely room and wine and strawberries were waiting for us. You guys don't get to hear anymore.
The Pictures!!!
First Batch!
Now appearing here...
http://lindsaywilsonphotography.com/2008.02.01_arch.html
and below...
Now appearing here...
http://lindsaywilsonphotography.com/2008.02.01_arch.html
and below...
$54 million laptop
Go for it! I think it's inexcusable to lose it!
http://redtape.msnbc.com/2008/02/a-lost-laptop-a.html
http://redtape.msnbc.com/2008/02/a-lost-laptop-a.html
The Wedding
It is 6:10. I'm supposed to get married at 6:30. I am not dressed. I have JUST arrived at the church. Still EXTREMELY ANGRY. I walk in to the room to get dressed and everyone tries to calm me down. I know one reason I was mad was that I wanted that time. I wanted the getting ready for my wedding moment. Instead I had the rush moment. Mom is getting dressed too, and out photographer is there. She wants a picture of the rings together. I go look for Jason's ring. GONE. I think at that moment I was the first human to even go supernova. Late for my own wedding, missing the getting ready time, and the most important thing for me to bring was missing. I tore apart every bag that we brought in. No ring. I am half naked. I can't go out to the van looking for it. The minister is at the door telling us 10 minutes. Finally, my Dad comes to the door and I ask him to go to the car and find the ring. There's no way it could have fallen out, the bags didn't fall over, I tell myself. I mean I should have just had the ring with me i my purse or something. I am such a loser at this point. If I don't have Jason's wedding ring, he's going to kill me. I'm sure it will ruin the whole day for him. I've been building up this ring for months now. We're both excited to see what the other has engraved, and now because I didn't get to pack things up myself, it's gone. I continue looking until Karen practically shakes me out of it. There's nothing I can do about it at this point. I try to get ready. Mom is getting ready too. The minister comes again and says it's time to go. I try to get him to talk to Mom, but she can't hear him. THEN Dad walks in with the ring. Everything is better. I can suddenly cope with being out of time. I can take a few pictures and check my makeup. The girls all looked beautiful. Hayden, was an awesome flower girl who handled my temper tantrum in her presence with ease. She twirled for me and told me that she got to wear Mom's (Jennifer's) makeup. The quite insistent preacher returned and so did Lindsay (photog) with the ring. I gave it to Char and it was time to go.
We ascended the stairs and I tried to hide. I didn't want Jason to see me through the big windows. The girls went down the aisle one by one. I was so excited that I was tingling. We moved up, big windows be damned. I see Hayden and Xavier going down the aisle, and I see my very soon to be husband. He looks so handsome standing there. The organist is playing the bridal march, and I am blind from a million camera flashes. The next part is all spotty in my mind. It was one of those things where emotion overrides memory. I really hate that. I remember my Dad almost crying and me saying told ya. I remember all of the groomsmen making funny faces because Xavier was wreaking havoc behind me. Most of all I remember almost crying myself while I was saying the vows. Jason raised my veil and kissed me. I think I was floating. I was so happy and really couldn't (still can't) believe that I was married. The best part of the whole thing was the Gordon Pipers. At the very end of the ceremony, I didn't know if they were there. I did a quick check, and I saw kilts. They came down the aisle and led us out. It was AWESOME. They were so so so good. Then we went and had a receiving line. Greeted everyone. Took pictures. Got in limo and went to the reception.
TONIGHT WE DINE AT PIPER'S!
We ascended the stairs and I tried to hide. I didn't want Jason to see me through the big windows. The girls went down the aisle one by one. I was so excited that I was tingling. We moved up, big windows be damned. I see Hayden and Xavier going down the aisle, and I see my very soon to be husband. He looks so handsome standing there. The organist is playing the bridal march, and I am blind from a million camera flashes. The next part is all spotty in my mind. It was one of those things where emotion overrides memory. I really hate that. I remember my Dad almost crying and me saying told ya. I remember all of the groomsmen making funny faces because Xavier was wreaking havoc behind me. Most of all I remember almost crying myself while I was saying the vows. Jason raised my veil and kissed me. I think I was floating. I was so happy and really couldn't (still can't) believe that I was married. The best part of the whole thing was the Gordon Pipers. At the very end of the ceremony, I didn't know if they were there. I did a quick check, and I saw kilts. They came down the aisle and led us out. It was AWESOME. They were so so so good. Then we went and had a receiving line. Greeted everyone. Took pictures. Got in limo and went to the reception.
TONIGHT WE DINE AT PIPER'S!
Saturday, February 16, 2008
I'm so glad..
That I have an intelligent husband. I really couldn't stand it if I didn't. He even makes my English degree happy. Last night we were lying in bed, getting ready to go to sleep. We usually talk in bed and always snuggle nee, nuggle. So last night as they are many nights his feet were sticking out of the blankets. One of us made a joke about them being Longfellows, you know, "you're a poet but you didn't know it. But you're feet show it, they're Longfellow (s)". It was a chilly evening so, he responded with "If I leave them out there for long, they'll be Frost". I almost died laughing. As I was trying to come up with one, he let this one fly "For Wad-s-worth, they're back in now". OMG!!! Poet puns. The only one that I can remember coming up with was "We'd better not go too far down this Plath". I love my new husband. He's so awesome.
The BIG day
I woke up before my alarm. It was my wedding day. I got dressed (I had showered the night before) and went downstairs. Everyone was due to arrive at 9. I had told them all early to try to make up for any lateness. No one that was coming was notorious for being late, but I was. So, I decided to give everyone some extra time. Wouldn't you know it, it wasn't even 9 yet and all of my girls were there! I called the salon to see if they could bump us up, but they said they were booked. So, we all sat around and talked until it was time to leave. We made it to the nail place, and all got manicures and pedicures. I was waiting for my pedicure when I remembered something I had to tell Jason. I called him, and the first words out f his mouth were: "Am I allowed to talk to you?" We decided yes on that and I told him whatever it was that I needed to (for the life of me I can't remember what that was now) and life went on. I got a full set of gel nails, but I'm not really happy with them. I've had them done much better by someone who didn't speak English very well. He was nice. So, we were planning to go out to lunch after nails, but it took so long that we had to rush back to the east side to get hair done for various girls.
I will take this opportunity to state that I had planned a schedule for that day. It was this: Nails in the morning (greenwood), lunch, back to Mom and Dad's (irvington), Mom gets hair done, we pack everything up, go to get my hair and makeup done (greenwood), and go straight to the church (speedway). This plan was changed by my wonderful mother who first didn't want to take 2 cars, and when I solved that issue, didn't want to get dressed at the church, wanted to get dressed at home. Believe me, this will be important later.
So we go over to have Mom's hair done at the place she usually goes. She leaves with huge, curly poofy, old lady hair. She, rightly, hates it. So we frantically pick and comb etc all the way to my hair place where we had to go immediately. We stopped and got some fast food on the way. Not what either of us wanted. My makeup took forever because I kept blinking. Well,. I say, stop poking me in the eye! To which the makeup lady replies, I'm putting eyeliner on you. Okay, that coversation didn't really happen, but I really couldn't stop blinking and some hair became welded to my eyelid during the process. Not a long hair that anyone could see, but a tiny little one that was touching my eye. That really helped. Anyway, the makeup looks good and I have my hair done, veil and everything, and it is 5. I'm supposed to be on the west side at 5:30. I could make it there if we went now, but we still have to go back to the east side to pick up the boys and my dress and EVERYTHING. We get to the house at 5:30. We have to pack the car. Mom is NOT getting dressed at home. I am angry at this point. I get everyone into the van and drive like a madwoman. On the way there, Dad pulls my veil out of my hair. Thanks.
Will Annemarie make it to the church on time?
Will she get married?
Tune in next time on ROOT BEER LOVE!
I will take this opportunity to state that I had planned a schedule for that day. It was this: Nails in the morning (greenwood), lunch, back to Mom and Dad's (irvington), Mom gets hair done, we pack everything up, go to get my hair and makeup done (greenwood), and go straight to the church (speedway). This plan was changed by my wonderful mother who first didn't want to take 2 cars, and when I solved that issue, didn't want to get dressed at the church, wanted to get dressed at home. Believe me, this will be important later.
So we go over to have Mom's hair done at the place she usually goes. She leaves with huge, curly poofy, old lady hair. She, rightly, hates it. So we frantically pick and comb etc all the way to my hair place where we had to go immediately. We stopped and got some fast food on the way. Not what either of us wanted. My makeup took forever because I kept blinking. Well,. I say, stop poking me in the eye! To which the makeup lady replies, I'm putting eyeliner on you. Okay, that coversation didn't really happen, but I really couldn't stop blinking and some hair became welded to my eyelid during the process. Not a long hair that anyone could see, but a tiny little one that was touching my eye. That really helped. Anyway, the makeup looks good and I have my hair done, veil and everything, and it is 5. I'm supposed to be on the west side at 5:30. I could make it there if we went now, but we still have to go back to the east side to pick up the boys and my dress and EVERYTHING. We get to the house at 5:30. We have to pack the car. Mom is NOT getting dressed at home. I am angry at this point. I get everyone into the van and drive like a madwoman. On the way there, Dad pulls my veil out of my hair. Thanks.
Will Annemarie make it to the church on time?
Will she get married?
Tune in next time on ROOT BEER LOVE!
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
The Wedding of the century
Jason and I had been planning and preparing for months. We had almost everything done. We were both nervous and excited. Let's begin on the day before our wedding.
Both of us had taken the day off of work. It's 7:30. Jason's phone rings. It's Molly, the wonderful wonderful girl who is our friend and happens to work at the Kinko's where we were having the menus and programs printed. My mother and I have a "publishing company" I think we both really used print shop too much back when, but we made up a name: Mari/marie publishers. Her first name is Marilynne, mine is, well, I hope you know. If not leave me a comment and I'll know there's someone new out there. So Molly calls. Did we want the programs to say Man/marie publishers? What!?!? NO!!! Can you fix it? Yes, she can. Also, the corners we wanted weren't on the menus. Jason and I did a real bang up job of proofreading. So Magic Molly saved the day. She said she could re-print them. Did I mention how awesome she is?
I had an appointment for torture by wax. My MOH Char and I set off to have our faces ripped off (the girl who did her brows was training another girl and actually told the trainee not to re-apply the wax to the same area or it would pull the skin off!!!) and were successful.
Newly hairless we went to my parents' house where I had to tell my father to put pants on as there was a guest in the house. We picked up some stuff and headed back down to Kinko's. Molly was a saint. She showed me the mistakes on the programs and menus and had the corrected ones ready for me to pick up. The paper was too thick for their machine to fold it, and we beat Molly to the job, so she set us up with a cool little table and some sqweegee things to fold them with. While we were there, Jason popped in! He helped fold, and then was off to get his tux. I had quite a job to do. I hadn't done laundry in waaaay too long, and Char helped me do it all at the laundromat. Isn't that romantic day before the wedding stuff?
We had a nutritious lunch at a Mexican place and headed over to Piper's to drop some stuff off. We were successful. At this point we was me, Jason, Char, and one of Jason's best men, Larson. So, between the four of us we got the menus, the groundhog the favors, the guest book stuff, and the bouncy balls to the reception site. The day had gone more quickly than we expected, so when we got home Char and Larson had to take off to change, and we had to hustle to get ready and change. We changed and headed out. There were other people lost, and we were the last ones to arrive at the church but we got our rehearsal in. It went superfast and I knew I didn't get most of it. The preacher seemed a little cooler than normal, so I had hope.
We got to Dawsons a little later and it was great! The room was the perfect size, and the wait staff was bustling. We gave out our presents to the attendants and I hope everyone liked them. Then, Jason and I exchanged gifts. I got him some Ferrari legos, and he got me..... DIAMOND EARRINGS! They are beautiful. I couldn't have asked for better. They're huge and I love them. I couldn't believe it. I hope Jason loved his legos even a fraction of how much I love these earrings.
The food was great. The brushcetta (I probably misspelled that) was way better than I expected, the crab cakes were awesome, and the smothered chicken, to die for. I want to know how they make that dijon sauce, and then it will be mine, oh yes... We all had a good time talking too late and I was TIRED. So, we split up and headed to our homes, except for me. I was torn from the arms of my true love and thrust into a cruel situation. Okay, it was my parents' house. I was there to sleep on a sofabed and wait for my wedding day. I cheated. I called Jason to say goodnight. I really missed him. I won't reveal the contents of our conversation, but I cried happy tears. After hanging up, I drifted off to sleep by the sound of my deaf father's television in the next room.
Coming up next: THE WEDDING DAY OF INFINITE PERIL
okay, not really, but it sounds exciting.
Both of us had taken the day off of work. It's 7:30. Jason's phone rings. It's Molly, the wonderful wonderful girl who is our friend and happens to work at the Kinko's where we were having the menus and programs printed. My mother and I have a "publishing company" I think we both really used print shop too much back when, but we made up a name: Mari/marie publishers. Her first name is Marilynne, mine is, well, I hope you know. If not leave me a comment and I'll know there's someone new out there. So Molly calls. Did we want the programs to say Man/marie publishers? What!?!? NO!!! Can you fix it? Yes, she can. Also, the corners we wanted weren't on the menus. Jason and I did a real bang up job of proofreading. So Magic Molly saved the day. She said she could re-print them. Did I mention how awesome she is?
I had an appointment for torture by wax. My MOH Char and I set off to have our faces ripped off (the girl who did her brows was training another girl and actually told the trainee not to re-apply the wax to the same area or it would pull the skin off!!!) and were successful.
Newly hairless we went to my parents' house where I had to tell my father to put pants on as there was a guest in the house. We picked up some stuff and headed back down to Kinko's. Molly was a saint. She showed me the mistakes on the programs and menus and had the corrected ones ready for me to pick up. The paper was too thick for their machine to fold it, and we beat Molly to the job, so she set us up with a cool little table and some sqweegee things to fold them with. While we were there, Jason popped in! He helped fold, and then was off to get his tux. I had quite a job to do. I hadn't done laundry in waaaay too long, and Char helped me do it all at the laundromat. Isn't that romantic day before the wedding stuff?
We had a nutritious lunch at a Mexican place and headed over to Piper's to drop some stuff off. We were successful. At this point we was me, Jason, Char, and one of Jason's best men, Larson. So, between the four of us we got the menus, the groundhog the favors, the guest book stuff, and the bouncy balls to the reception site. The day had gone more quickly than we expected, so when we got home Char and Larson had to take off to change, and we had to hustle to get ready and change. We changed and headed out. There were other people lost, and we were the last ones to arrive at the church but we got our rehearsal in. It went superfast and I knew I didn't get most of it. The preacher seemed a little cooler than normal, so I had hope.
We got to Dawsons a little later and it was great! The room was the perfect size, and the wait staff was bustling. We gave out our presents to the attendants and I hope everyone liked them. Then, Jason and I exchanged gifts. I got him some Ferrari legos, and he got me..... DIAMOND EARRINGS! They are beautiful. I couldn't have asked for better. They're huge and I love them. I couldn't believe it. I hope Jason loved his legos even a fraction of how much I love these earrings.
The food was great. The brushcetta (I probably misspelled that) was way better than I expected, the crab cakes were awesome, and the smothered chicken, to die for. I want to know how they make that dijon sauce, and then it will be mine, oh yes... We all had a good time talking too late and I was TIRED. So, we split up and headed to our homes, except for me. I was torn from the arms of my true love and thrust into a cruel situation. Okay, it was my parents' house. I was there to sleep on a sofabed and wait for my wedding day. I cheated. I called Jason to say goodnight. I really missed him. I won't reveal the contents of our conversation, but I cried happy tears. After hanging up, I drifted off to sleep by the sound of my deaf father's television in the next room.
Coming up next: THE WEDDING DAY OF INFINITE PERIL
okay, not really, but it sounds exciting.
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