Wedding Day Eve

Here I sit with Ono the night before my wedding, 4 years ago today, at my super mellow bachelorette party, where we filled little goody bags with kettle corn for favors for my guests.

I can't help but notice how young we both look.


In lieu of a rehearsal dinner, we had a cookout with all of our family and friends who had traveled into the remote woods of South Lake Tahoe to celebrate our union.

We aren't really a "practice" kind of couple anyway, so we just winged our wedding day without concern for who would stand where, or who would say what.

I love this picture.

My best friend, and maid of honor, Lisa. She is a most prized friendship and she is one of the few things I miss back West.

And I miss her DEARLY.

Seriously, there should be way more Lisa's in the world. Not generic Lisa's, but clones of this particular one.

Thought I would clarify.


Funny how I used to look at my grandmother's wedding photos, thinking she looked so young and vibrant and beautiful, and I can already find myself getting all misty and nostalgic while flipping through my own wedding album now.

I really wish I still had these upper arms.


I am still in disbelief that so much time has weathered my person, yet it still seems like a blink of an eye. So much has changed. So much beautiful.

And tomorrow I celebrate - WE CELEBRATE - that day we decided to change the course of our lives to follow the same path.

Til death do us part.