Weekend Wedding Itinerary
Friday Sept. 4th
Evening - Bachelorette Party & Bridal Shower
Saturday Sept. 5th
12 pm - Get to know you kickball extravaganza & BBQ
5:30 pm - Rehearsal at the Tap Room (where dinner is also held)
6 pm - Family & Wedding party rehearsal dinner
8:30 pm - Deschutes Brewery get together (open to all)
Sunday Sept. 6th
Wedding Day! Woo Hoo!!!
4 pm - Ceremony start
4:30 pm - Cocktail hour
6 pm - Dinner
7:30 pm - PAR-TAY!
Monday Sept. 7th
11 am - Stop by Five Pines to say buy to us and have a cup of coffee and maybe bacon!
We met in college... I know that sounds like the start of a story we hear all the time but this story is much different! I was 28 at the time and I decided to head back to the education platform and attend college. I knew what I wanted. Anyway, as a new enrolling student it is required that you meet with an adviser. The whole point of the meeting is to voice your goals and interests so that an adviser can get you started on a path to graduate. Well, 4 years ago I met Sarah and she was my adviser. I remember walking in and not really being able to verbalize what I had verbalized so many times to others before. I was lost for words, stung by her beauty, mind racing with thoughts, scenarios, what-ifs, and mystery. My thoughts ultimately came to the conclusion that she was taken, not available, going to say "NO" if I asked her out. I just assumed that this woman that I just met for the first time ever what in a relationship with a bad ass and had everything that she wanted and needed. I mean, look at her. You would think the same. Sarah redirected me to a more appropriate adviser for my education needs and that was the end of our academic relationship. The next three years I made sure to walk through the Student Resource Center on my way to and from class just to get a glimpse of the mysterious woman of my dreams.
The summer of 2013 I took a summer ceramics course. The class room was a large art studio with a giant garage door that opened to the outside facing Auke Lake. 2013 was hot summer for Juneau and the days I was in class (3 days a week) noon would roll around and sure enough, Sarah would walk by heading for the lake to take a swim. I built up the courage, at first, to say hello. Then I finally asked her where she went to swim. She told me then invited me to join if I wanted. The next class I came prepared with swimming trunks and towel. I heading out the garage door and followed her somewhat questionable directions to her secret swimming hole. Never found her or the swimming hole. I was bummed and knew for sure that she gave me fake directions and was spying on me laughing at my confused behavior, circling around, looking up and down, then giving up and walking back to the studio. I am sure I looked like a lost little kid, excited but confused, searching for something I didn't know.
The fall of 2014, September, school had started back up. I woke up one week day morning with determination to go straight to the Student Resource Center and ask Sarah out. I didn't know how I was going to ask her or what was going to happen but I convinced myself that I was not going to back down. My heart raced as I entered the door to the building. It was a straight shot to her office door. I was exposed for what seemed like 5 minutes (too long to be exposed). Anything could happen between me entering the building and me reaching her office door. I shut out the distractions as I walked passed traps. The sound of student senators discussing campus concerns was enhanced attempting to throw off my game, the university newspaper room was extra peppy as a glided by forcing myself to stay focused, Marsha, the National/International Student Exchange director was having some sort of Mexican fiesta with food, firecrackers, and multiple languages, Margery, the university's counselor was meeting with all new students , in the hallway, that were facing serious psychological anxiety problems, and then Sarah walked out of her office. Like the walk down the hall was not already extremely stressful and terrifying. I walked right up to her, not a clue what to say and asked (probably shouted), "Want to have dinner with me?" Time.....tick.....tick.....tick....
Sarah responded, "HOW OLD ARE YOU, aren't you like twenty something?"
I said as quickly as I could, "I'm 30!!!"
She laughed and said, "I don't know, let me think about it. I'll let you know."
THERE WAS A CHANCE!!! I was so stoked as I walked away, low blood sugar, shaky, maybe drooling, hungry, lost because I didn't know where I was walking off to, and relieved. This was the beginning of US, the start of something incredible that neither of us knew what going to lead to spending life side by side, forever best friends and forever loving one another.
The summer of 2013 I took a summer ceramics course. The class room was a large art studio with a giant garage door that opened to the outside facing Auke Lake. 2013 was hot summer for Juneau and the days I was in class (3 days a week) noon would roll around and sure enough, Sarah would walk by heading for the lake to take a swim. I built up the courage, at first, to say hello. Then I finally asked her where she went to swim. She told me then invited me to join if I wanted. The next class I came prepared with swimming trunks and towel. I heading out the garage door and followed her somewhat questionable directions to her secret swimming hole. Never found her or the swimming hole. I was bummed and knew for sure that she gave me fake directions and was spying on me laughing at my confused behavior, circling around, looking up and down, then giving up and walking back to the studio. I am sure I looked like a lost little kid, excited but confused, searching for something I didn't know.
The fall of 2014, September, school had started back up. I woke up one week day morning with determination to go straight to the Student Resource Center and ask Sarah out. I didn't know how I was going to ask her or what was going to happen but I convinced myself that I was not going to back down. My heart raced as I entered the door to the building. It was a straight shot to her office door. I was exposed for what seemed like 5 minutes (too long to be exposed). Anything could happen between me entering the building and me reaching her office door. I shut out the distractions as I walked passed traps. The sound of student senators discussing campus concerns was enhanced attempting to throw off my game, the university newspaper room was extra peppy as a glided by forcing myself to stay focused, Marsha, the National/International Student Exchange director was having some sort of Mexican fiesta with food, firecrackers, and multiple languages, Margery, the university's counselor was meeting with all new students , in the hallway, that were facing serious psychological anxiety problems, and then Sarah walked out of her office. Like the walk down the hall was not already extremely stressful and terrifying. I walked right up to her, not a clue what to say and asked (probably shouted), "Want to have dinner with me?" Time.....tick.....tick.....tick....
Sarah responded, "HOW OLD ARE YOU, aren't you like twenty something?"
I said as quickly as I could, "I'm 30!!!"
She laughed and said, "I don't know, let me think about it. I'll let you know."
THERE WAS A CHANCE!!! I was so stoked as I walked away, low blood sugar, shaky, maybe drooling, hungry, lost because I didn't know where I was walking off to, and relieved. This was the beginning of US, the start of something incredible that neither of us knew what going to lead to spending life side by side, forever best friends and forever loving one another.