Okay, well, obviously the MOST important thing that happened this week was not the fact that Morgan successfully went searching for her wedding gown, or that Project Save the Date is now under way... It's the fact that Corey and I made our first major electronic purchase as an engaged couple: WE BOUGHT A TV.
We headed over to Best Buy last weekend to check out some photo editing software (for Morgan), and saw immediately that in honor of the holy grail of the National Football League (Super Bowl Sunday), every TV under the sun is on sale. No, we didn't plan on it, but life is not just about planning. I told Corey he was going to have to talk me out of getting the shiny new plasma screen television on sale for what even I would consider a steal. We came back the next night and became the proud mommy and daddy of a 50" beauty that should make college football season all but a religious experience for our friend Corey.
Apparently we're having our first TV-based party on Super Bowl Sunday. Let's hope it doesn't get too rowdy and we don't end up with a plasma screen casualty.
On other news, yesterday I had an appointment at a bridal boutique here in Redlands to try on gowns. I hadn't considered that a place that read "Bridal Couture" on the window would be a place I would find a gown I could fathom affording, but the boutique, called Beloved, is a foundation whose proceeds go to assisting family members taking full-time care of loved ones suffering from cancer. Thus, being a not-for-profit foundation, the dresses are donated by designers and marked down sometimes up to 75% off. Breast cancer has had a profound effect on my own family, and so I went in with crossed fingers that I'd find a dress I loved (and could afford) in this very special place.
It was a really lovely, very feminine experience, and I was touched to be able to have my mother and sister there with me. A woman named Jennifer that I'd set up my appointment with was kind and warm and full of really helpful information, which I couldn't have possibly done without. (I'm not exactly a perfect specimen of brideliness.) All the same, though, it was moving and very emotional, especially to see my mama's face glow as she watched me step out in bridal gown after bridal gown as the cozy afternoon slight spilled in through the windows. The look on my mom's face made it an incredibly rewarding day, and I got to spend the rest of the evening with her, talking about marriage and life, and what it means to transition into this unknown part of my life (and Corey's). Even though I'm all growed up, I don't know what I'd do without my mommy.
And? Our Save the Dates arrived! I'll go ahead and pat myself on the back now for the embellishment I've been working on; Corey and I were both hard at work for most of the afternoon. Me, stamping, addressing and fawning over our Save the Dates, which I love. Corey, juicing lemons from our tree for homemade lemonade (and hand-washing the stamps as I shoved them in his direction as I finished with them). It was a productive day. I'm hoping to get the Save the Dates finished and in the mail to all of you before the end of the week. Yay!
To wind things up, I'd like to publicly thank Corey for surprising me with Avatar last night and agreeing to eat Thai food (again). He really knows the way to a girl's heart.
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Friday, January 7, 2011
What's new? Europe, save-the-dates, and Iberia Airlines. Except those things have already been around for a while.
Hi avid and loyal wedding blog followers! Today you are treated to (subjected to?) a blog written by the dashing groom. Funny, I've never written a blog before, and can't really say I understand any style of writing that's not mathematical. I'd love to frame a great exposition of facts--along with valid proofs--that follow a certain theme. But my wonderful bride-to-be suggested that I might write something up to fill you all in what we've been up to the last month or so! So, here it goes.
I'd say the biggest piece of news for you all is that Morgan and I just returned from about 3.5 weeks in Europe! Little to no wedding planning took place on our trip. I went out for a conference which ROCKED, and Morgan joined me about 5 days later. At least that was the plan.
See, her flight landing in London was late, and as a result, she missed her subsequent flight to Madrid, and then to Santiago de Compostela, Spain, where the conference was held and I was anxiously waiting for her to arrive. She made it to Madrid, but not Santiago before the end of the day. When she finally did arrive the next morning, her bag did not arrive with her.
Now think about this, for those of you who have not had luggage lost: You arrive in a country whose native tongue is not yours, you have only the clothes on your back (which have been there since you woke up the previous day to begin your journey from half-way across the world), next to zero toiletries, and a printout on the old printer pages that come in one perforated long line with no information of immediate use about how to get your bag back (those long sheets were used in what my Ph.D. advisor calls the "Golden age of algebraic topology," since one can write out long exact sequences to whatever length one wants). We call the number and get told that Iberia doesn't know where the bag is. To be specific, they said, "We don't know where your bag is. We don't have any idea when we will find it." As they say, when it rains, it pours, but at least we were told that in English.
And speaking of rain, a few days later we were absolutely drilled with it in Lisbon. Portland-style, sideways rain, soaking whatever articles of clothing we had managed to buy along the way for her (and soaking a lot of my clothes, too). Then, her bag appeared (not at all magically, but after 3 calls to Iberia in the same day), and we were off. But then the cold weather hit, and a number of other setbacks. I could go on about some others, but I don't want to confuse what is what I'm trying to get across, which I'm getting to.
Despite all of these challenges, though, we really did have a great time. We stayed in Santiago for a day and night.
Then a bus ride to Porto, Portugal.
Then, on to Lisbon.
The second of our days in Lisbon, we took a day-trip out to Sintra, where there are these totally bad-ass castles.
In what was probably the biggest miscalculation of our planning (but to be fair to ourselves, one of the only miscalculations), we took an overnight bus from Lisbon to Granada... total travel time: 13 hours. Turns out it really wasn't what we expected. First, we get on and the bus is nearly empty. We stake out the far back to have 5 seats to lay out across for the journey. The problem is, at the next stop the bus nearly completely fills with people. One of whom decided to project her .mp3 music with speakers to the entire bus until about 2 AM. Right around 11 PM they decided to play an American soft-core porn movie with Portugese subtitles. Then boarder control stopped us and hassled an old lady, and did I mention that we actually arrived at the correct station for a transfer to a bus which was on our itinerary, but actually didn't exist anymore? Anyway, we finally, mercifully, made it to Granada where Morgan was eventually reunited with her bag.
After we were done in Granada, we left for Cordoba, and it is at this point clear that we had WAY too much stuff, since we'd been buying stuff for Morgan in the absence of her bag. Check out what we looked like as we moved from city to city for the rest of the trip.
In Cordoba, we attended noon-time Roman-Catholic Christmas mass at the ginormous mosque there, after a pretty fun Christmas eve dinner at the hostel with interesting people.
The next day, we flew to Bologna from Seville, and then went on to the Italian riviera in the northwest corner of the Italian coastline, to a collection of 5 villages called the Cinque Terre. We stayed in Vernazza, probably the most scenic of the 5, where I had my first Italian food (pesto Lasagna), Italian wine (their standard house red is better than 95% of the wines I've ever had), and tasted Limoncello for the first time.
Yeah, it was pretty sweet... a "coastal" feel while still being small, comfortable, and homey. Here's a picture from the deck of where we stayed, and other awesome pics.
At any rate, we continued on to Florence, but Morgan had fallen ill, and we didn't get out much there.
Then, on to Assisi, but upon arriving at our scheduled time there, we were vacuously greeted by an empty hotel. Yep, it was the right one. Lights: off. Doors: locked. Windows: shut and curtains drawn. You'd think that the people inside thought the apocalypse had begun and had sought refuge in their fallout shelter. After about an hour of hassle, we were told to check in at 2pm. Maybe 2:10, but definitely 2, and that shot a lot of our plans for our one day and night there. Morgan was still coming out of a bad chest cold, so we stayed in that day, but got a good look at Santa Maria Degli Angeli.
Finally, the next day, we took a train to our last city: Rome. Here's just a few images from our wonderful time there.
I could post a million pictures of Rome. Or, at most 875, since that's actually how many pictures we took in Rome. But, here's just one more.
Overall, the trip was fantastic. A lot of setbacks and unfair challenges, but still fantastic. I think that really is a message that I am taking away from the trip and talking about on this blog. See, at some point after experiencing any one of these challenges we could have retreated into our own selves and just pouted. But in dealing with these obstacles--together-- we experienced a side of each other where we had to trust and support one another, and sometimes dig deep to either find a bright side to something or even to insist on looking up bus/train schedules early. Wonderful images and memories aside, that experience of relying on and trusting one another will be something I'll be keeping with me for a long time. It's also not as though we didn't already have this as part of our relationship, but part of traveling abroad is to explore yourself, and to rediscover those everyday aspects of your life which you find valuable. I'm seeing the trip as a whole in a lot of ways, and one of those ways is that, as we head into our final planning stages of the wedding, it is a well-timed reminder that life occasionally throws unwanted curve balls, and that these are to be expected. Getting through these difficulties, whatever they are, can be done together as we trust and rely on each other. And so, I wouldn't have changed the trip at all. Okay, maybe if Morgan's bag would have arrived with Morgan on the day she was originally supposed to arrive I think I'd be okay with that change.
So I don't know how much of a wedding blog this is as compared to an update sort of blog on what we've been up to. I don't think I can define really what it is, but Morgan told me to not think about it too hard, so I'll let you decide. But, I hope you like my blog effort, and hope you'll stay tuned to the website as we post things!
One last piece of business. As in the title of my first-ever blog (the quality of which I am still dubious about), we are getting very close to sending out our Save-the-Dates! If you've sent us your address, then you should expect to see one soon! If you haven't sent us your address, then get on it! 2 minutes. We need it! Then: expect to see a Save-the-Date. Rock on!
- Corey
I'd say the biggest piece of news for you all is that Morgan and I just returned from about 3.5 weeks in Europe! Little to no wedding planning took place on our trip. I went out for a conference which ROCKED, and Morgan joined me about 5 days later. At least that was the plan.
See, her flight landing in London was late, and as a result, she missed her subsequent flight to Madrid, and then to Santiago de Compostela, Spain, where the conference was held and I was anxiously waiting for her to arrive. She made it to Madrid, but not Santiago before the end of the day. When she finally did arrive the next morning, her bag did not arrive with her.
Now think about this, for those of you who have not had luggage lost: You arrive in a country whose native tongue is not yours, you have only the clothes on your back (which have been there since you woke up the previous day to begin your journey from half-way across the world), next to zero toiletries, and a printout on the old printer pages that come in one perforated long line with no information of immediate use about how to get your bag back (those long sheets were used in what my Ph.D. advisor calls the "Golden age of algebraic topology," since one can write out long exact sequences to whatever length one wants). We call the number and get told that Iberia doesn't know where the bag is. To be specific, they said, "We don't know where your bag is. We don't have any idea when we will find it." As they say, when it rains, it pours, but at least we were told that in English.
And speaking of rain, a few days later we were absolutely drilled with it in Lisbon. Portland-style, sideways rain, soaking whatever articles of clothing we had managed to buy along the way for her (and soaking a lot of my clothes, too). Then, her bag appeared (not at all magically, but after 3 calls to Iberia in the same day), and we were off. But then the cold weather hit, and a number of other setbacks. I could go on about some others, but I don't want to confuse what is what I'm trying to get across, which I'm getting to.
Here's Morgan, FINALLY reunited with her bag.
Despite all of these challenges, though, we really did have a great time. We stayed in Santiago for a day and night.
The big cathedral in Santiago de Compostela, Spain.
Then a bus ride to Porto, Portugal.
Awesome shot from one of the many bridges in Porto.
Then, on to Lisbon.
RAINY day in Lisbon!
The second of our days in Lisbon, we took a day-trip out to Sintra, where there are these totally bad-ass castles.
Here's one of the bad-ass castles in Sintra. It's Moorish.
In what was probably the biggest miscalculation of our planning (but to be fair to ourselves, one of the only miscalculations), we took an overnight bus from Lisbon to Granada... total travel time: 13 hours. Turns out it really wasn't what we expected. First, we get on and the bus is nearly empty. We stake out the far back to have 5 seats to lay out across for the journey. The problem is, at the next stop the bus nearly completely fills with people. One of whom decided to project her .mp3 music with speakers to the entire bus until about 2 AM. Right around 11 PM they decided to play an American soft-core porn movie with Portugese subtitles. Then boarder control stopped us and hassled an old lady, and did I mention that we actually arrived at the correct station for a transfer to a bus which was on our itinerary, but actually didn't exist anymore? Anyway, we finally, mercifully, made it to Granada where Morgan was eventually reunited with her bag.
Inside the Alhambra complex in Granada.
After we were done in Granada, we left for Cordoba, and it is at this point clear that we had WAY too much stuff, since we'd been buying stuff for Morgan in the absence of her bag. Check out what we looked like as we moved from city to city for the rest of the trip.
This is how Morgan looked for a lot of our journey.
This is what I looked like for a lot of our trip. The shoulder strap on that duffel bag immediately broke, leaving me to carry that thing like a 10-year-old human. The corpse of a 10-year-old human, to be more precise.
In Cordoba, we attended noon-time Roman-Catholic Christmas mass at the ginormous mosque there, after a pretty fun Christmas eve dinner at the hostel with interesting people.
Christmas Eve dinner with our friends at the hostel.
Here's the crazy mosque. This is my "Mandelbrot picture," in which, if you zoom in on the door, your zoomed picture is pretty much exactly the same... like a fractal.
The next day, we flew to Bologna from Seville, and then went on to the Italian riviera in the northwest corner of the Italian coastline, to a collection of 5 villages called the Cinque Terre. We stayed in Vernazza, probably the most scenic of the 5, where I had my first Italian food (pesto Lasagna), Italian wine (their standard house red is better than 95% of the wines I've ever had), and tasted Limoncello for the first time.
Pesto lasagna and wine. Awesome. Check out the oil with hot chilies on the left!
Limoncello, and yes, we brought some home, and we're brewing some at home right now.
Yeah, it was pretty sweet... a "coastal" feel while still being small, comfortable, and homey. Here's a picture from the deck of where we stayed, and other awesome pics.
Here's the view from our deck. Yep, a lot of awesome/terrifying stairs to get up there, but worth it.
This was just after we watched the sun set over the Ligurian Sea.
At any rate, we continued on to Florence, but Morgan had fallen ill, and we didn't get out much there.
Here's the Duomo. Awesome.
Then, on to Assisi, but upon arriving at our scheduled time there, we were vacuously greeted by an empty hotel. Yep, it was the right one. Lights: off. Doors: locked. Windows: shut and curtains drawn. You'd think that the people inside thought the apocalypse had begun and had sought refuge in their fallout shelter. After about an hour of hassle, we were told to check in at 2pm. Maybe 2:10, but definitely 2, and that shot a lot of our plans for our one day and night there. Morgan was still coming out of a bad chest cold, so we stayed in that day, but got a good look at Santa Maria Degli Angeli.
Here's Morgan in front of this awesome chapel. As it turns out, this chapel is where Saint Francis (of Assisi) "abandoned his tired body" (according to one of our books).
Finally, the next day, we took a train to our last city: Rome. Here's just a few images from our wonderful time there.
Here's a stationary Morgan in front of the Colosseum, as an in-motion Rome continues to exist.
Here's Morgan trying to catch our dinner. If we were homeless.
Come on. I love this picture. It's apparently the angel of death in the St. Peter in Chains church. I've never seen such an image in a church before.
Here's Michaelangelo's Moses in the same church. As a young visitor asked: "How did Michaelangelo get Moses to pose for that long?"
Here's an image of Raphael's, in the Vatican Museum. The man in the red robe bending over and drawing/teaching about triangles is Euclid, and the small boy on one leg writing on his other knee at the top of the picture is Pythagorus.
Overall, the trip was fantastic. A lot of setbacks and unfair challenges, but still fantastic. I think that really is a message that I am taking away from the trip and talking about on this blog. See, at some point after experiencing any one of these challenges we could have retreated into our own selves and just pouted. But in dealing with these obstacles--together-- we experienced a side of each other where we had to trust and support one another, and sometimes dig deep to either find a bright side to something or even to insist on looking up bus/train schedules early. Wonderful images and memories aside, that experience of relying on and trusting one another will be something I'll be keeping with me for a long time. It's also not as though we didn't already have this as part of our relationship, but part of traveling abroad is to explore yourself, and to rediscover those everyday aspects of your life which you find valuable. I'm seeing the trip as a whole in a lot of ways, and one of those ways is that, as we head into our final planning stages of the wedding, it is a well-timed reminder that life occasionally throws unwanted curve balls, and that these are to be expected. Getting through these difficulties, whatever they are, can be done together as we trust and rely on each other. And so, I wouldn't have changed the trip at all. Okay, maybe if Morgan's bag would have arrived with Morgan on the day she was originally supposed to arrive I think I'd be okay with that change.
So I don't know how much of a wedding blog this is as compared to an update sort of blog on what we've been up to. I don't think I can define really what it is, but Morgan told me to not think about it too hard, so I'll let you decide. But, I hope you like my blog effort, and hope you'll stay tuned to the website as we post things!
One last piece of business. As in the title of my first-ever blog (the quality of which I am still dubious about), we are getting very close to sending out our Save-the-Dates! If you've sent us your address, then you should expect to see one soon! If you haven't sent us your address, then get on it! 2 minutes. We need it! Then: expect to see a Save-the-Date. Rock on!
- Corey
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Yay for photography!
As a little girl, I didn't spend a lot of time fantasizing about what my wedding would look like. I did, however, spend a lot of time in my flower girl dress from my sister Christiane's wedding, sitting on the edge of my bed like I was riding a gallant horse sidesaddle through a magical forest on my way to make eyes at my imaginary Prince Charming.
Some years later (and plus one Prince Charming), I have forsaken my flower girl dress, and in return, find myself planning a wedding with absolutely no clue how to proceed. (Maybe it would have been helpful if I'd been collecting trunks full of ideas and fabric swatches?) I do know this, though: the only thing I came to realize meant more to me than the actual man I would marry, our future successful marriage, and our loved ones who would be present on the day we say our vows, is the photography.
I'm no expert. But when my mother gave me a digital camera as a college graduation present (and because I was moving to Ireland, she knew I'd want to capture absolutely everything) I developed predilection for photography. When I came back to California after my stint abroad, I was wandering through an estate sale & consignment shop and came across an old manual SLR camera. It, and film photography, has become a bit of an obsession for me in the few years since then.
So when it came time to start thinking about wedding photography (okay, I admit it: I scavenged the Internet for glimpses before we actually got engaged), I did so with a lot of excitement. As it turns out, though, making googly eyes at wedding photography on the Internet is a lot less exhausting than trying to find a photographer in your area, and within your real-life budget.
Just days after Corey and I got engaged, it felt like my head would explode with all of the possibilities and PRICES. Guys, photoraphy is expensive. Thankfully, Corey was very supportive of my very strong feelings about this particular issue. I realized I had high standards and expectations, and Corey was the absolute picture of patient and forgiving.
We met with our first possible photographer a week or two after we got engaged, and although we had been impressed with what we'd seen on his website, meeting him gave us a different feeling. It was disappointing. Lesson One for us in wedding planning: give yourself options.
Then came the onslaught of my emails and inquiries to other photographers I found doing Internet searches, asking around, contacting other bloggers and offbeat brides planning weddings who had scored beautiful, interesting engagement and wedding photos. I finally emailed one photographer whose work was absolutely stunning.
We were in luck! Nataliya Cole wrote us back and told us right away that, for what we were looking for and the budget we had in mind, she could do it for us, no problem.
Here's a sneak peak at our beautiful engagement photos...
We've got some great ideas about how to share these photos with you guys, so keep your eyes peeled!
- Morgan
P.S. If you haven't given us your email/mailing address yet, please do so at morganundcorey@gmail.com! We love you!
Some years later (and plus one Prince Charming), I have forsaken my flower girl dress, and in return, find myself planning a wedding with absolutely no clue how to proceed. (Maybe it would have been helpful if I'd been collecting trunks full of ideas and fabric swatches?) I do know this, though: the only thing I came to realize meant more to me than the actual man I would marry, our future successful marriage, and our loved ones who would be present on the day we say our vows, is the photography.
I'm no expert. But when my mother gave me a digital camera as a college graduation present (and because I was moving to Ireland, she knew I'd want to capture absolutely everything) I developed predilection for photography. When I came back to California after my stint abroad, I was wandering through an estate sale & consignment shop and came across an old manual SLR camera. It, and film photography, has become a bit of an obsession for me in the few years since then.
So when it came time to start thinking about wedding photography (okay, I admit it: I scavenged the Internet for glimpses before we actually got engaged), I did so with a lot of excitement. As it turns out, though, making googly eyes at wedding photography on the Internet is a lot less exhausting than trying to find a photographer in your area, and within your real-life budget.
Just days after Corey and I got engaged, it felt like my head would explode with all of the possibilities and PRICES. Guys, photoraphy is expensive. Thankfully, Corey was very supportive of my very strong feelings about this particular issue. I realized I had high standards and expectations, and Corey was the absolute picture of patient and forgiving.
We met with our first possible photographer a week or two after we got engaged, and although we had been impressed with what we'd seen on his website, meeting him gave us a different feeling. It was disappointing. Lesson One for us in wedding planning: give yourself options.
Then came the onslaught of my emails and inquiries to other photographers I found doing Internet searches, asking around, contacting other bloggers and offbeat brides planning weddings who had scored beautiful, interesting engagement and wedding photos. I finally emailed one photographer whose work was absolutely stunning.
We were in luck! Nataliya Cole wrote us back and told us right away that, for what we were looking for and the budget we had in mind, she could do it for us, no problem.
Here's a sneak peak at our beautiful engagement photos...
We've got some great ideas about how to share these photos with you guys, so keep your eyes peeled!
- Morgan
P.S. If you haven't given us your email/mailing address yet, please do so at morganundcorey@gmail.com! We love you!
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Total Awesome Happiness... FOREVER!!! (An introduction to our blog.)
Weeks before we became engaged, Corey and I sat on our second-hand couch talking about what kind of wedding we'd want. We agreed it would have to be outside, taking communion with Nature, with the wind and birds and fresh air. We agreed on something small; we are intimate people who form close bonds with our cherished ones. And perhaps the thing we wanted most was to involve our loved ones in our wedding, so that every single person felt important and necessary to the success of our day. And? We decided we would have to rock the absolute face off of the tradition of weddings, to create something that really made a statement about who we are as a couple. (Don't worry, there will still be the traditional dessert and alcohol.)
So here we are, and you are our MOST LOVED people!!! We want you to be a part of our special day, because we are ALL sharing our special day! It is as much yours (we're talking to you, family and friends!) because before Corey and I were, well, CoreyandMorgan (one word), we were just us. All of you nudged and guided us along our journey toward each other. Isn't that AWESOME???!!
You are the people we have hand-selected to be a part of our wedding (whether that means you'll be sitting around us as we say our vows to love, cherish and watch college football with each other forever, or with us on a metaphysical level, like how Counselor Troi does things in Star Trek) exactly because you guys are the ones who have had a hand in our relationship as it's grown. We welcome your input, ideas, well-wishes, love, humor, playlists, poetry, interpretive dancing.... We love it all! So help us create a wedding that is about all the love in our lives as we march toward our wedding day with grateful hearts and a completely joyous spirit of thanks.
Here are some things you might find useful:
Following the Blog
Doing this is not a requirement, of course. It's kind of a pain to become a "member" if you aren't already, but doing so will allow you to make comments on our updates and get instant notification if we add a post late at night after our ice cream regimen. If you want to become a follower, just click the link to the right that asks you if you want to "Follow." Then follow the directions and BAM! you are totally hooked up.
This is also a good way for our guests to get to know each other! Sharing is caring, people!
The tabs at the Top
Here, you'll find really helpful information about us and our day. By clicking around, you'll find our humorous bios, the story of how we met and our totally memorable engagement, and TONS of pictures. (Oh hell yes. We loves us some pictures.) And we've had so many incredible adventures together, we have had no choice but to document them all for your enjoyment. Also, as things get going, you'll find awesome and helpful tips about our venue, directions and lodging, RSVP and registry information, and probably a cure for an obscure disease or two. You'll want to keep checking those for updates, because sometimes things change and we'll want you to have only the very best information.
Blog Archive
To the right hand side (under the links for Blog Following), you'll start to see posts pile up by the month about our planning, ideas, questions and reflections on our process. Please, click around and let yourself into this journey, read about our joys and struggles and upcoming wedded bliss! Become a Follower and leave comments. Tell us what you think and offer suggestions. We hope you'll find this blog to be an awesome way to be in the loop about something that is so incredibly special to us, especially because you guys are all a part of it.
On that note, what's with the blog title?
Our lives have been doubled over in happiness and joy since falling into each other's arms and hearts; we also know that happiness is not about singular moments of bliss that define a relationship... Happiness is a process, stretched out like a dog napping in the sunshine. We are looking forward to a long and happy marriage, full of lots of taco nights, bagels, gummy bears and dangerous amounts of coffee.... We are also expecting our lives together to have its ups and downs (the Ducks won't always win, after all, even if they're owning the very souls of their opponents this year), and we embrace those as much as we embrace our future happiness. So, the ", etc." is our reminder to ourselves that we expect our lives together to be blissed-out, but that there will also be other times as well.
For that reason, we ask for the support of our friends and family throughout our lives together, not just on the day we jump the official wedding broom.
Someone who knew a thing or two about wine asked me once, "How do you know if a bottle of wine is good?"
"How?" I asked.
He said, "You get to the end of the bottle, and you say to yourself, 'That was good wine.'"
We think about happiness like that. And we are cracking open the bottle, so to speak. Let's get drunk!
- Us
So here we are, and you are our MOST LOVED people!!! We want you to be a part of our special day, because we are ALL sharing our special day! It is as much yours (we're talking to you, family and friends!) because before Corey and I were, well, CoreyandMorgan (one word), we were just us. All of you nudged and guided us along our journey toward each other. Isn't that AWESOME???!!
You are the people we have hand-selected to be a part of our wedding (whether that means you'll be sitting around us as we say our vows to love, cherish and watch college football with each other forever, or with us on a metaphysical level, like how Counselor Troi does things in Star Trek) exactly because you guys are the ones who have had a hand in our relationship as it's grown. We welcome your input, ideas, well-wishes, love, humor, playlists, poetry, interpretive dancing.... We love it all! So help us create a wedding that is about all the love in our lives as we march toward our wedding day with grateful hearts and a completely joyous spirit of thanks.
Here are some things you might find useful:
Following the Blog
Doing this is not a requirement, of course. It's kind of a pain to become a "member" if you aren't already, but doing so will allow you to make comments on our updates and get instant notification if we add a post late at night after our ice cream regimen. If you want to become a follower, just click the link to the right that asks you if you want to "Follow." Then follow the directions and BAM! you are totally hooked up.
This is also a good way for our guests to get to know each other! Sharing is caring, people!
The tabs at the Top
Here, you'll find really helpful information about us and our day. By clicking around, you'll find our humorous bios, the story of how we met and our totally memorable engagement, and TONS of pictures. (Oh hell yes. We loves us some pictures.) And we've had so many incredible adventures together, we have had no choice but to document them all for your enjoyment. Also, as things get going, you'll find awesome and helpful tips about our venue, directions and lodging, RSVP and registry information, and probably a cure for an obscure disease or two. You'll want to keep checking those for updates, because sometimes things change and we'll want you to have only the very best information.
Blog Archive
To the right hand side (under the links for Blog Following), you'll start to see posts pile up by the month about our planning, ideas, questions and reflections on our process. Please, click around and let yourself into this journey, read about our joys and struggles and upcoming wedded bliss! Become a Follower and leave comments. Tell us what you think and offer suggestions. We hope you'll find this blog to be an awesome way to be in the loop about something that is so incredibly special to us, especially because you guys are all a part of it.
On that note, what's with the blog title?
Our lives have been doubled over in happiness and joy since falling into each other's arms and hearts; we also know that happiness is not about singular moments of bliss that define a relationship... Happiness is a process, stretched out like a dog napping in the sunshine. We are looking forward to a long and happy marriage, full of lots of taco nights, bagels, gummy bears and dangerous amounts of coffee.... We are also expecting our lives together to have its ups and downs (the Ducks won't always win, after all, even if they're owning the very souls of their opponents this year), and we embrace those as much as we embrace our future happiness. So, the ", etc." is our reminder to ourselves that we expect our lives together to be blissed-out, but that there will also be other times as well.
For that reason, we ask for the support of our friends and family throughout our lives together, not just on the day we jump the official wedding broom.
Someone who knew a thing or two about wine asked me once, "How do you know if a bottle of wine is good?"
"How?" I asked.
He said, "You get to the end of the bottle, and you say to yourself, 'That was good wine.'"
We think about happiness like that. And we are cracking open the bottle, so to speak. Let's get drunk!
- Us
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