Archive for the 'Wedding' Category


June 8th, 2009

Matt and I spent the weekend in Minnesota, on a shorter-than-I-would-have-liked trip to attend Andrew and Crystal’s wedding.   Unfortunately (for me), my last day of school is this week, so we had to fly in and fly out, which turned out to sound easier than it was.

The cheapest flights we could find was on Frontier Airlines, based out of Colorado, and thus, the flights (in both directions) included a layover in Denver.   On the way over, said layover was four hours.   I got some much needed rest.


When Matt and I flew into Minnesota on our way to Paris (in April), everything was brown and dead.   (I couldn’t figure out why the acres of what appeared to be farmland were fallow.   I forgot about the minor detail of safe planting dates waaaay up north.)   This time, everything was green and beautiful, and Matt and I were hoping to go hiking before the wedding, but it turned out to be pouring, so we went to the Mall of America instead.


(A very nice man offered to take our picture, saying, “I’m a little afraid of your camera, but I’ll give it my best shot.”   One thing we noticed about people in Minnesota: They’re extremely friendly.   Another thing we noticed: Their driving culture doesn’t seem to match very well with ours.)

The Mall of America is, unsurprisingly, enormous.   It includes an amusement park.


When we were there, it was also housing Pinewood Derby races.


In spite of the rain, which apparently appeared just in time for the wedding and is scheduled to go away mid-week, Andrew and Crystal had a lovely wedding.


They also had a fabulous reception.   Andrew said they were inspired by some elements of Matt’s and my wedding; we wish they had gone first so we could have copied some of their ideas.   I especially loved the Polaroid guest book; guests took a picture to go with what they wrote.   (Matt was particularly impressed by the fact that Andrew and Crystal could obtain Polaroid film.   “Because they’re not making it any more!   None!”)


We headed back to the airport Sunday morning, where I did not get Thai curry soup, but instead had an all-new adventure trying to obtain a paper.   (Purchasing adventures seem to be the theme of the Minnesota airport.)   I was trying to purchase the Star Tribune, but the vending machine demanded coins (any denomination, it said), and I had only a $20.   Fortuitously, or so I thought at the time, there was a change machine across the hall that claimed it could change a $20 for three $5 and five $1 coins.

“That’s astonishing,” I said to Matt.

“It kind of is,” he replied.

Unfortunately, the operative words here are claimed and astonishing. The machine took the $20, no problem, but only returned one $5 and five $1 coins.   Oops.

Matt located a packet of refund envelopes nearby.   (“SATISFACTION. . . at the drop of a coin,” it reads, which is apparently the Theisen Vending Company motto.   The bottom of the envelope reads, “WE APOLOGIZE FOR ANY INCONVENIENCE.”   There’s space on the envelope for you to fill out contact information, and to describe the problem you had with the machine, and to detail the amount lost, which we duly complete.

So what’s the problem?   Well, once the envelope is filled out, there’s nowhere to put it.

So Matt and I trek back to the kiosk we passed labeled “Traveler’s Assistance,” staffed by a lovely woman (her name tag indicates that she’s a volunteer, and while Matt and I cannot fathom why anybody would want to volunteer at the airport, we’re very glad she did) who calls the company for us.   They say they will call her back, and she suggests we check back in, if we can, before our flight leaves.

We agree, and head back from whence we came.   I stop by the machine to pick up another envelope, just in case I need it, and Matt finds a completed one, stuck back in with the blanks, by someone who was apparently as flummoxed by what to do with the completed item as we were.   We had this over to the Traveler’s Assistant, who is growing increasingly indignant on our behalf, as well as on the behalf of this unknown traveler who lost $15 on Friday.

While we wait for the plane, we sip coffee and I read my $12 paper.   (Adding insult to injury, the newspaper vending machine didn’t take $1 coins.   We had to get change from the coffee place, which you’d better believe I wish we had just done in the first place.)


(Shockingly, the Theisen Vending Company does not call back the Traveler’s Assistant, who gives us a feedback form to fill out for the airport commission.   I’m also planning to call them later this week.)

The $12 paper turned out to be a harbinger of things to come.   We were delayed in Minneapolis half an hour due to fog in Denver.   After we boarded in Denver, we were delayed another half hour due to fog in San Francisco.   (Frontier let us get off the plane, thankfully.)   This delay eventually turned into an hour, as “fog” was really construction at SFO.   Then, when we’d re-boarded and were ready to go. . . a thunderstorm rolled in.   We had to sit on the tarmac for another hour-plus waiting for the lightning to stop, the wind to die down, and then for lightning to remove itself to a distance of five miles from the runway.   (The guy sitting next to us joked that the next thing to delay us would be bears on the runway.)

We finally got back to San Francisco about four hours late, and I have never been so glad to hit the ground, because small planes + wind + my propensity for motion sickness = really bad.   (Although Frontier did give us free TV on the Denver-San Francisco flight, for some reason.)

We’re very glad we went, though, and, flights aside, we had a lovely time.   Congratulations, Andrew and Crystal.

I would never* procrastinate

May 8th, 2008

* Occasional exceptions may apply

For those who may not remember (like me), Matt and I got married in August, 2006. We are rapidly approaching our second anniversary, but lack an album of photos. Matt’s father has offered to use his spiffy photo printer to generate prints for us, but that requires that we identify the negatives for the images we want. As there are about 400 images, with all the duplicates you’d expect from a wedding, this has proven a formidable obstacle. (Also, I would then have to assemble an album. Like that’s going to happen.)

However, I was poking around on the internet the other day, and found a description of Blurb, which turns out to suit my needs well enough, and has a very appropriate name. Thus, I did without my nap today and poured my energy into generating a photo album. And lo!

I’ll post ordering details, should you be so inclined, once I’ve ordered and proofed a copy.

Yeah, it’s been a while

April 9th, 2008

Cleaning out our freezer tonight, for the first time since we moved in (!), turned up frozen wedding cake from our Fresno reception. Obviously, we’d forgotten about it. Defrosting the cake prompted the following observation from Matt.

“Year-and-a-half old cake doesn’t taste that bad.”

“It’s held up really well, actually.”

Duly noted.

The cake is now living in the refrigerator; now, Matt can have more tomorrow.


March 24th, 2007

Matt and I just returned from attending the wedding of (ready?) my father’s cousin’s son. There was no dog damage when we returned. We attribute this to some elementary precautions we took.

  1. A two-hour, four-mile walk along the American River Parkway from noon to 2 pm.
  2. A new DAP plugin. (If you don’t know about DAP, the link will take you to the Needlenose News edition where I broke the story. You’ll have to scroll to the second page. Look for “Miracle Product? Or Snake Oil?”)
  3. Bitter apple, an unpalatable substance, applied to the chew toy/door.
  4. Doggie diaper (really a puppy training pad) in the front room for Philip, who doesn’t have access to the dog door when the dogs are separated.
  5. Bedroom light left on.

The score for the chew toy/door (+ bitter apple) is currently: door 1, Henry 2. We’re hoping bitter apple and lights will consistently improve those odds.


January 10th, 2007

Occasionally, for the past several months, Kevin has sent me e-mails with the post topic in the subject line. They generally related to rumors about where Wii consoles could be found, or his latest thwarted attempt to acquire a Wii. Well, tonight, I’m borrowing his subject line before it retires, because we got one!

Actually, Kevin got one for us. He’s been sitting with the Wii in its box in his apartment since 10 am. He manfully resisted the temptation to break it open because it is, technically, our wedding present from my family.

(Aside: Yes, the Wii is the coolest off-registry (and possibly overall) gift we received. Those dishtowels? Demoted.)

When Matt and I got home this evening, there was a familiar-looking car out front. “Is that Kevin?” I asked. “Yes,” said Matt. “He asked me if I wanted a ride home, but I told him, ‘I’ve got the car.’” When we entered the house, Kevin was watching TV in the bedroom, with an EB Games bag on the bed. Inside. . . was a Wii! Sweet!

Kevin and Matt made fools of amused themselves with Wii Sports. I took pictures. Then Kevin’s friend called. So he’s out hanging with his homies, and Matt and I are Wii-ing. (Kevin’s coming back at 9.)

Wii setup Matt sets up the Wii.

Kevin teaches
Kevin explains the intricacies of bowling.

Kim bowls! I bowl!

My modeling career

October 13th, 2006

When Matt and I were in Fort Bragg last weekend, I took Henry into the dog store. (Philip can’t go in because he has a tendency to pick up merchandise in his mouth.) The proprietor oohed and ahhed over my dog and then asked if we lived locally (she recognized my dog). I said no, and she commented that she’d seen us twice in one summer. I told her we’d gotten married last time, and after the obligatory congratulations, she asked if the dogs were in the wedding. I said yes, and she asked for a copy of a photo for her board. (The store has a bulletin board with pictures of visiting pets.)

I forgot to send the picture until today. When I did, I also remembered that I never sent a picture of my wedding makeup to my make-up artist. So I did that, too. Then I remembered that I already completed a model release for her website, leading me to check the site to see if she already had a picture. Indeed, she did. Gawk at me on (Click on the thumbnail of my picture to gawk at Matt and Emily, too.)

Congratulations, Julie and Brian

September 19th, 2006

Matt and I attended Julie and Brian’s lovely Yosemite wedding this weekend. It was a lot of fun. It’s not so much fun to be back at work now. Anyway, pictures follow. Well, a picture, really.


In addition to the beautiful wedding and the good time we had with all involved, I saw wildlife! Again, pictures follow.

highlighted raccoon.jpg A raccoon at the Awahnee!

DSC_0145.jpgDSC_0147.jpg Deer and a sssssnake!

It’s working! (We hope and pray)

September 10th, 2006

If at first you don’t succeed. . . make Matt try again.

We think the wedding slide show is working. I’m sure I’ll hear about it if we’re wrong.

Wedding photos go online

September 1st, 2006

Kim and Matt at Honour's

No, not just that one. (Good thing, too. Word Press, the back end I use to for this website, has a funky photo editor. I can’t make that picture bigger, or it pixelates.)

Those who attended the Fresno reception saw our official proof photos from our rocking photographer Michael Antonelli, but for those who did not. . . or who did but want to again. . .there’s a slide show of wedding pictures on, appropriately, the wedding page.

Home again, home again

August 27th, 2006

After an eventful weekend, it’s back to 750 Sacramento square feet (as opposed to other types of square feet). Saturday was our Fresno wedding reception. I don’t have pictures from the reception, so you’ll have to wait. Sunday was my grandmother’s 88th birthday party. I do have pictures from that:


Afterward, we headed home, meeting Jon the greyhound keeper in the parking lot of the Flying J truck stop. Our dogs are now home, sleeping. We think Philip is sulking. (He likes Jon and Alonso’s place a lot.)


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