September 27, 2008

No that isn't today's date. Yes, I am about a month and a half behind on updating the blog but I have been busy laying on the couch. So eat it. Seriously, the past two weeks, aside from the 8 to 9 hours a day we work, we have spent on the couch. And boy is it everything I remember it to be. As the faithful readers of the blog know Kelly and I have undertaken quite a bit since we met one another. Our first date (drinks after work at RFD) was on Oct. 27, 2005. Which reminds me. A quick shout out to my buddy Dave and his beautiful wife Andrea. Not only did they recently pass the 3 year mark, but they also recently welcomed Mr. Grant Mooradian into the world. Ok, I really hope I got that right, not the recently have a child part, that is true, but the marriage date part. But honestly, can a man really be asked to remember his friends anniversery? I mean hasn't our gender proven over the centuries that we are incapable of even remembering our own? Anyway, Dave's fantasy football managing has slipped a bit due to a lack of sleep but with 3 weeks to go he is holding on to a playoff spot. I only am able to kid because I am currently in first place in the league, go Cobra Kai. Why you ask does Dave get a shout out and not you. Well, Dave is responsible for ending mine and Kelly's first date. You see I had an early flight to Detroit the on the 28th to attend his and Andrea's wedding.


Back to the story at hand, by August 2006 we had moved into our first apartment and rescued Daisy. On March 16, 2007 we were engaged and on June 26, 2007 we purchased 330 N. Humphrey. In July 2007, we acquired the services of my brother and father to help us move half way across the country from Washington DC to Oak Park, and in September we began the renovation of our wonderful little home. And we got Gatsby in August. The blog pretty much takes over from here so, anything beyond September 2007 you have to read past posting.

Anyway, on September 27, 2008 Kelly and I were married. I mentioned this on the last posting but wanted to put some pictures up for the readers to see. It was a small affair in Corinth, Mississippi.



The Happy Couple

Actually, here I am really concerned about me being photographed with the bouquet and what all my friends will say. Also, a menacing crowd had gathered with torches and pitchforks. Not really, they only had rose petals but my fears were well founded. You see, I took a shot to the right eye from one young lad who was all to eager to throw the petals. But don't worry, I got his number.

Off for our tour of Corinth in the horse and buggy. Again my fears were realized about 5 minutes down the road when our horse...well you know what horses do. This also allows me to say I told you so to Kelly. Probably the last time I will get to say that.

The groom and his best man. A big thank you to my brother for being my best man. Not only did you serve as the best best man ever, but also as head of my butt kicking team. No, Tim didn't get into a rumble at the party. Sorry to disappoint. Tim, thanks for getting us a few moments alone before the ceremony. It was huge.

The General's Quarters

Should any of the readers ever be traveling through Northeast Mississippi, stop by Corinth and stay at the General's Quarters. It was here that many of the guests stayed and also where we held our rehearsal dinner. Or should I say, good ole fashion bbq. Luke (the chef at GQ, and if you can't figure out what GQ is you don't get to read any more of this blog) cooked up one nasty bbq with all the fixins. To top it all of we were fortunate enough to have a bluegrass band, the Smokehouse Boys, play for the night. A wonderful group of guys who really made the night special. Not only that but the northerners in attendance learned about some not so familiar instruments. Ok, I now realize that putting this part of the posting above the rest would probably have made more sense, but that would take time and I have to get back to sitting on the couch. Good Day to you.