Before we get into more wedding day pictures, I wanted to take a moment to explain the design and decor we chose: the overall theme, color scheme, paper products, favors for guests, flowers, etc… basically all of those little details that make a wedding unique and personal…
Our venue, The Twenty Mile House, is located in Cromberg, CA (just outside Graeagle — another town you’ve probably never heard of, about 1 1/2 hours north of Lake Tahoe) nestled in the California Sierras.
When Jonathan and I got engaged in March 2013, the entirety of the proceeding two months were dedicated to researching venue locations that fit our (OK: my) very strict standards. Luckily he was on board with everything and since he was too busy with school to dedicate the kind of time I was willing to, he let me drive that car, so to speak.
After tons of consideration and a few serious contenders (including a popular venue in the Bay Area and a spot in Santa Barbara that nearly got a deposit from us), I discovered Twenty Mile House while browsing Here Comes the Bride — and it was perfect…
While visiting Joe (my esteemed wedding photographer) and my best friend Jessie at their home on Whidbey Island a few weeks ago, Joe graciously handed over all of our wedding photos!
There were an incomprehensible number of photographs to weed through, Joe told me. (He and his second shooter, Justin, took over ELEVEN THOUSAND PICTURES during the course of the whole day!) It understandably took him nearly two months to weed through them. Then, even after he gave me his pared down selection, I did even further paring down just to make them manageable enough to post for friends and family on Facebook. It was a process.
(Plus, there are still hundreds and hundreds of raw photobooth pictures to go through but I might have to wait a bit on those!)
To that end, I’ve compiled six posts to share with you this week. I’ll be covering the venue, design and decor, everyone getting ready, the ceremony, our first pictures as husband and wife, and everything that went down at our reception!
Tune in tomorrow and every day this week if you want to see it all!
Full disclosure: I’ve had a BLT or tomato-and-mayo sandwich every day this week at least once (if not twice) and it may be 2nd best decision I’ve made recently. (The first was, obviously, marrying this guy — sorry, I mean this guy.)
Summer means tomatoes on and in everything. Also copious amounts of good coffee, which is true during all seasons, tbh.
Lunch has been a bit more ceremonial than normal the last few days. I have less than two weeks until my last day of working from home. I’ve given my notice at work and have accepted a new job. I’m excited. I’m nervous. I will no longer be able to make fresh bacon for sandwiches on my lunch break, so naturally I am taking advantage of it while I can.
After my last day of work, and before I begin my new job (in an office! with other people! where I have to wear a bra!), I am spending five days with my girl Jessie on Whidbey Island — easily my favorite place to go when I need a recharge. Maybe I’ll even catch up on some things, like finishing that book I’ve been lugging around for months, or posting about that little ol’ wedding of ours that’s come and gone…
But until then, I still have seven more at-home lunches to enjoy and I’m thinking it might be good to branch out from my BLT / tomato / mayo dedication… so tell me:
What is your favorite summer lunch? Snack? Dessert? How about drink? I’ve been enjoying my cocktail staple a lot these days, but feeling the itch to try something new. Share your foodie secrets with me!
It’s the evening after our wedding, and I’m pleased to say things went swimmingly. I am all a-flutter with my love for this man who chose me to be his wife, and our friends and family who traveled deep into the Sierras to watch us say “I do.”
THANK YOU to everyone who made the day magical. You can catch a glimpse of the event on Instagram to tide you over until I get pictures back from our photographer. Then you can be sure I’ll post them for everyone to see!
Tomorrow morning (very early) we will be leaving for Salt Lake City where we’ll be road tripping to Jackson Hole for our honeymoon. If you’re interested in following along on our adventures, you can do that right here. :)
Late last night, I was sitting on the couch with Jonathan and noticed A Little Princess sitting on my bookshelf, buried amongst the other books I saved from my young years. I suddenly got really excited and burst out to Jonathan with a gasp: “Oh my gosh! In the doctor’s office waiting room last week, they were playing Shirley Temple’s A Little Princess and I was so upset I couldn’t stay and watch it — it’s been years since I’ve seen it! It was always my favorite movie versions of the story and one of her best films.”
I jumped up to grab the book and also pulled Heidi off the shelf, another great adaptation of Shirley’s. I became so nostalgic and began explaining how much I adored her films as a kid, and how much watching them shaped my sister’s and my childhood.
At this point, Jonathan (the graduate student in Film Studies) revealed that he had never seen a single Shirley Temple movie. I was aghast! I vowed to him that I would now be dropping everything to dedicate myself to educating him on one of the most iconic (and adorable) film stars in Hollywood’s history.
Then, this morning, he woke me up with the news that she had passed away…
Today, you and I have been together for four life-changing years, and exactly 5 months from now, we will be married. Yay us!
Darling, I am constantly amazed at what we’ve been through over the last several years, since the first moment I opened that loooooooooong Facebook message you (my dear friend) had bravely composed, divulging the depth of your feelings for me. The decision to leave our strong friendship behind and move forward into romance was something out of a song. I’m thankful every day that when you asked, I said yes. (Twice!)
I marvel at the amazing things we’ve celebrated, the difficult times we’ve pulled ourselves out of, and the day-to-day normalcy that is the foundation of our simple, happy, bickering, smoochy, animal-hair-filled, human life together.
We aren’t perfect, and darling, I wouldn’t want to be, because those people are so boring. You know me at my best, but still love me at my worst, and the latter is what’s important. It has kept us grounded. It is what keeps us checking our comfort at the door, and continuing to build a stronger love, a more beautiful place in this world that we can share, and into which we will grow.
I shudder to think of my world without your kisses, your stupid jokes, your beard, your wicked smart brain, your warmth. I love you, every day, and cannot wait to be your wife.
One of my favorite things about the internet today is how artists and creatives of various sorts have found interesting ways to collaborate with others, specifically: me and you and everyone commonplace. I went into great detail about my excitement (and involvement) with Foster Huntington’s The Burning House, which was my first foray into these free, online collaborative projects. When opportunities like this arise, I can’t help but join the legions of others who want to be part of it.
Which brings me to the Stardust Project by Sergio Albiac. Sergio created an imaging program that can take pictures of people’s faces (submitted by anyone who wants to be involved) and generate unique portraits using a mosaic-smattering of nebulae images taken from the Hubble. He’ll provide you with three different portraits, and they’ll also be posted with the thousands of others on his Flickr…
I’ve been missing Seattle immensely as of late, especially my little apartment near Volunteer Park and having innumerable restaurants/bars/activities seemingly right out my door. In the three years I called Seattle “home,” I set out to devour all of the food, cocktails, hikes, and sights I could manage on a very (very) tight budget.
My friend Jessica is moving up there this week and our discussions leading up to her move made me yearn for the city I left nearly two years ago. So much has changed (new restaurants and bars, especially!), but much has stayed the same, too.
I arrived in Seattle with a clear vision of what this city and its surroundings would hold for my early-20’s existence. I grew up outside of San Francisco (arguably one of the best cities in the world), so my standards were high, and when you’re poor like I was, a lot can be said about a city that has places to go and things to do that don’t cost an arm and a leg. (Seattle has some of the best Happy Hour deals out there.)