30 Aug 2009
Thank you Joe for getting me off the couch Friday night to watch the shuttle launch from our backyard. It’s one of five million reasons why I’m marrying you. It was an impromptu thing really. We could have easily watched it launch from the couch. The TV was already turned to the news. It would have [...]
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23 Aug 2009
This is my maid of honor, my sister Heelya, whose real name is Holly. I’m a sucker for nicknames and whenever I give them, they tend to stick, so beware. When Holly and I were kids, she reminded me of Amelia Bedelia, the absent-minded, but endearing protagonist in those little paperbacks by Peggy Parish, so I [...]
Posted in bridesmaids, Creative Loafing, Heelya, Leilani, mushy anecdotes, North Collins, pen pals, Phish, pk, Ro, Rosey, sisterhood, Uncategorized, wedding pomp, Yuuki by: heidi
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21 Aug 2009
In case you were wondering, I finally settled on a pair of heels for my wedding. This be them. Oh, and I encourage you to check out these B&Bs. Joe and I will be staying at both on our honeymoon. Dreamers beware. Places like this can plant wild ideas in your head. The Porcupine The [...]
20 Aug 2009
I’d be lying if it I didn’t say wedding-planning has consumed every fiber of my being, but I’d also be lying if I didn’t point out that my day job ain’t helping much either. Can’t. Write. Another. Word. Creativity. Spread. Thin. Picture a wad of gum. (I hate gum.) Now picture a wad of gum [...]