Today is Jon and my second wedding anniversary. I totally forgot as I was leaving the house this morning! We’re going on a 5-night cruise next week to celebrate, we talked about today being our anniversary last night, and I still forgot. (yes, my memory is that bad) For the record, he forgot, too. We’re flaky peas in a forgetful pod, Jon and I. That’s why I love him. So instead of the post I was going to do today (vaguely knitting-related), I’ve decided to post a few of my favorite wedding pictures. They’re the ones I copied onto my work computer when we got the proof CD from the photographer (that’s why his name is on them). I haven’t looked at them in a while and decided it would be fun to share a few memories.

There was no knitting at the wedding, but there was bowling! We got married at the Milky Way Lounge in Jamaica Plain. It was fantastic and I wish we could do it all over again. I wouldn’t change a single thing. We had a Hawaiian-themed wedding and pretty much everyone dressed for the occasion. I don’t have any with me, but the photos of the guests are so colorful and crazy, it was just what I had imagined. The world’s loudest wedding pictures!

This is me getting ready. Note the rhinestones on the tattoo. Also note the bandaid on my hand from where I sliced myself moments earlier cutting flower stems.

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As I was getting ready in the back of the nightclub, Jon had to use the bathroom. His dad didn’t want him seeing me back there, so he led the way.

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This is my dad walking me up the aisle (well, technically it was an unused bowling lane). My mom was wearing a muu muu that matched my dad’s shirt. My dress is a vintage 1940’s number that I had to battle for on eBay. We used Israel Kamakawiwo’ole’s Somewhere Over the Rainbow/What a Wonderful World as our wedding march. It was the perfect song for the occasion.
You can hear a snip here. Scroll down to the song list.

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This is Charlene. She was my Maid of Honor. I love how her fairy tattoo is just visible from the back of here dress. That’s me looking all ghosty in the background.

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This is our I Do/Me,Too Kiss

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Here is our “formal” wedding portrait (what can I say, informal formality makes me gleeful)

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Here are two great photos of the wedding party. Charlene was the Maid of Honor, and Jon’s friend Tom was his Best Man. I almost gave poor Tom a heart attack when I pretended to drop the ring as he handed it to me during the ceremony. I was trying to keep things fun and upbeat. I didn’t realize it could trigger cardiac arrest.

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If we were a band, this would be our album cover.

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Here is our cake, complete with bobble-head dolls. One layer was chocolate with raspberry filling, the other was tiramisu. Hey! I just remembered that I still have a piece in the freezer that we forgot to eat last year. I wonder if it’s still ok to eat.

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Here’s another smoochy picture, this time in front of the twinkling bowling lanes.

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And these are my all-time favorite wedding pictures. This is Jon’s grandmother, who they call “Mudoo”. I believe she was 91 when this picture was taken. She’s a firecracker. The little girl is my friend Scott’s daughter. He has three little girls and they are the sweetest things you’d ever want to meet.

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I firmly believe that a wedding is a party you’re throwing for your friends and family. It’s a big get-together for both sides. A meet and greet, if you will. The idea of Bridezillas and Princess Days is so crazy. It’s a party, man, relax. Have fun. Anything that goes wrong will only serve as an amusing anecdote later, so let the goofy stuff happen and create some new memories.

Happy Anniverary, Baby!!

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According to anonymous sources, something very strange happened recently at a local residence. Our investigation team went to work!

The location of the suspicious activity is pictured here. This medium-sized cardboard box was filled to the top with Styrofoam packing peanuts. Impromptu forensic testing proved that these were not the kind of packing peanuts that disintegrate when licked. After getting a glass of water, the investigation continued. There was no forced entry into the box, so it was determined to be an inside job. Someone familiar with the residence and the location of the box was involved.

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The scene was graphic in its untidiness. Peanuts were strewn violently at the base of the box. Specialists were called in to study the peanut spatter. No specific patterns could be established, so peanut placement was presumed to be random.

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Amazingly, a suspect was found almost immediately. The first 15 minutes of any packing peanut incident are the most important. We were first alerted to the culprit by the conspicuous trail of packing peanuts leading directly to her. She was resistant to questioning and refused to acknowledge us.

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Her guilt became painfully obvious when we followed her with our camera. The dry winter air combined with her soft fur would be her undoing in the end. She continued to deny any involvement in the incident and we interviewed a number of suspicious residents who may have been present. All maintained their innocence and disavowed any knowledge of the troubling event.

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It wasn’t until we were able to obtain this dramatic crime-scene footage from a nearby security camera that any of them admitted their involvement. All suspects have been detained and will be held for questioning for an unspecified length of time. Absolutely no treats will be issued.

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Thanks for all the great feedback on the MOKS! I really need to get better about responding to comments individually. Please know that I do read them and love them and always visit everyone’s blogs if they leave an address. My Bloglines list is huge, so I’m reading!

It seems like Trashy McNopants is the gal you all love to hate (or totally relate to). Everyone has a Trashy in their family, don’t they? For some of you, it’s YOU! Ha, I love it!

Well, Patternworks never happened on Sunday. My mother-in-law decided not to come because she didn’t want to get stuck in the snowstorm on her way back to NY on Monday. We ended up just meeting my parents in Manchester (a good halfway point between our houses and my parents as well as my home town!) We went to Buffet King. Or King Buffet. Either way, there was a ton of food. It was mostly Chinese, but there was also, pizza, lasagna, roast beef, and peel-n-eat shrimp (which my mother was kind enough to help me peel because the little feet were grossing me out in a big way. Is a mother’s work ever done?). It was like a cruise on dry land. And since Jon and I are going on a cruise in two weeks, we figured it would be good to get some practice. My dad is the master and showed us how it was done. Apparently, slow and steady wins the race. He very carefully filled his plate on each visit in order to maximize buffet experience. By the time he got to the cream puffs, he had done some serious work. Nice job, dad!

There has also been a very little knitting going on and this is why. Don’t worry about getting the language packs for this site, it works if you hit “Cancel” when it asks. This is the weirdest, cutest, funnest, most addictive video game ever. Well, besides Ratchet and Clank. But it’s totally different than that. It’s got crazy graphics, makes absolutely no sense, and has so many odd details that you can’t look away. The premise if that you are a prince and your father is some other-wordly king. He gets a little tipsy one night and knocks all the stars out of the sky. He feels really bad about it and sends you off with a small sticky ball (the katamari). You must roll this ball around the world and pick things up with it. You start by picking up little stuff like cookies and thumbtacks, then work your way up to pineapples, penguins, sumo wrestlers, fences, buildings, and giant squid. The king will use these balls of stuff to rebuild the stars. Makes no sense, right? But damn is it ever fun! It’s full of insane imagery, sugary Japanese pop songs, and hilarious beratings from the king when your katamari is too small. I played for way too long on Sunday, then as I was reading a magazine later, I was rolling up the words in my head as I read them. I can’t recommend this game enough. Just get it.

And here is a crafty girl who loves it too. She loves it so much, she crochets about it! These hats looks exactly like the sticky ball before you get chestnuts and elephants stuck to it. Jon found this page and was all excited that another knitter liked the game, too. It was very cute. (yes, he considers knitting and crocheting the same thing, and that’s fine by me).