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onetakemovie & I were legally married on Wednesday, February, 4, 2009 - the anniversary of our first kiss. It was a private ceremony held at the LA County court house. There were no witnesses as we took advantage of the confidential (aka rock star) marriage license. The record is sealed. It takes a court order to get a copy of the marriage certificate. It should save us from unsolicited mail. We arrived a half hour early, as instructed. We had to pay the fee for the copies of the certificate plus the ceremony fee. We were then told to wait in the waiting area. That was the saddest part of the day. Lots of pregnant women getting married. People in jeans and t-shirts. It just felt like people didn't really take this seriously. Our appointment was at 1:30pm. We were called in at about 1:40pm. We had to go around to the chapel, and be let in. The wait seems forever. Ironically my cell phone rang. I didn't answer it. Turned out to be a wrong number from Chicago. Once inside, things happened pretty quickly, although it also felt like time stood still. The officiant said we were the sweetest couple she married this year. I think we broke every rule. We made our own rules. There really aren't any rules. B ordered a ring while his family was still here. Since they extended their stay there really wasn't much choice in the matter. As it turned out, the ring arrived the morning of the wedding. It meant we got the grand tour of LA county. We drove across the San Gabriel Valley to Pasadena to pick it up, and then out to Norwalk for the ceremony. From there we headed to the Westside. Neither of us had eaten more than a cup of tea and a couple of bites of baked goodies from Bakesale Betty, so first order of business (after switching shoes) was to find something to eat. It was after 2pm, so we headed northwest and tried to figure something out. I remember talk of a Jewish Deli in Culver City that had been there over 40 years. I thought it was called the Rock 'n Rye. Google correctly routed us to the Roll n' Rye. The food was plentiful and delicious. I had a chicken salad sandwich on sourdough and B got the cheese blitzes. The homemade pickles were to die for. Learned that they were a family recipe. Next it was off to the W in Westwood. Gigi * at the front desk noticed the note B put in the reservation (that it was our wedding night), and upgraded us to the WOW Suite. Oh my! WOW!! It had a living room, a separate study, along with a separate bedroom and bath. We had views of UCLA and the pool. You could actually see clear to the ocean. The weather in LA on Wednesday was 80F. Can't believe we left our swimsuits back at the house. Oh well. Next time. We had dinner at a lovely place in Santa Monica. We got their early so stopped at RiteAide to get some cough syrup for me. I am still sick. Somehow the staff at the restaurant thought it was our anniversary. They sent over a plate of cookies with a candle. We didn't correct them. Technically it was the anniversary of our first kiss (that links to the story if you missed it). ________________________________________ * She was also the first person to officially call me Mrs. Go aloud when she called to check on how we liked the room.Tags: all good things must come to an end, long engagements, rule makers, weddings Current Location: los angeles county i am feeling: happy background noise: london rain, heather nova
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If you would like a holiday card, please fill out the survey below. Only I can see your responses. I am not one of those people who only sends cards to those who reciprocate, but I do love getting cards and would love to show B's Mom that we are loved, so here is our address (friends only, sorry). Poll #1310440 it's the most wonderful time of the year
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: NoneName: Address: City, State, Zip & Country (if outside US): Which winter holiday(s) you celebrate? Tags: address request, holiday cards, it's that time of year, tis the season Current Location: los angeles county i am feeling: hopeful background noise: free falling, john mayer
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This month has flown by. How can Halloween be tomorrow? We got candy for potential Trick-or-Treaters. Last year we got three kids and had no candy, so were forced to shut the lights off and hide upstairs. This year we decided to be prepared, just in case. We bought some candy a few weeks back and HID it so we would not eat it before Halloween. Apparently we hid it really well. B found it this morning, looking for Target bags, and hid it again. I found it and opened the bags and put in a plastic pumpkin I picked up for $1.29. I joked that the monster under the stairs who lives in the room we call the Harry Potter chamber, took the candy. I said we were now forced to wrap ourselves in tin foil and hit all the Chipotle restaurants we could, until we exploded. They are giving away food if you show up dressed like a burrito (or taco) - but you can't just put foil on your head and claim to be a burrito. Given the price of aluminum foil, you would have to hit two stores to break even on that deal. A neighbor has a "yes on prop 8" sign in their yard. They also have two male scarecrows. I suggested setting up a wedding for Halloween. B said I was a troublemaker. Meanwhile the neighbor to the back had a little grass fire over the weekend. They were not home when it happened. B noticed the smoke while he was in the shower. Another neighbor rang our doorbell to alert us to the fire. He went back and checked to see what was happening (by climbing on the fence). There is a ravine filled with trees between the two fences, so it was impossible for us to get to. I told B to call 911. He got disconnected during the transfer to the fire department. Meanwhile I tried to find (the front of) the house behind us. That sounds like it would be easy, but they are in a different development, and you can't just drive around the corner. As I headed back, I saw two large fire trucks pull up to the house along with support trucks. They went back in the yard and determined it was a grass fire and then used laminated paper maps to find the house. Shortly after the fire trucks headed out, two Sheriff Department cars pulled up. We directed them to the fire. Thankfully it was minor, but given that it was over 90F, the Santa Ana winds were blowing, and we were under red flag alert, I know we did the right thing calling. Why none of the other neighbors thought this way is beyond me and honestly frightening. Tags: 911 calls, candy, chipotle, dress like a burrito, fire, halloween, lafd, neighbors, no on prop 8 Current Location: los angeles county i am feeling: mischievous background noise: getting scared, imogen heap
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{one} B left the lights on, so the car won't start. AAA is thankfully on the way, so he can go to the grocery store. Suddenly think that banana (with a bowl of Rice Krispies) I had at 5pm wasn't such a bad idea. Dinner will be late tonight. {two} I was lying in bed a couple of days ago thinking, how can my sister be dead?* Then there was a gust of wind strong enough that it knocked the IKEA floor lamp over. Needless to say I got my butt out of bed and was a tiny bit freaked. {three} I seem to have a lot of good ideas, but not much motivation. {four} Next week at this time I will be in Las Vegas. Going to the big blogging conference. Excited and overwhelmed at once. Anyone else attending? I have a discount code. {five} $64 at Target got me razor blades, liquid soap, cotton pads, aluminum foil, toothpaste, 2 bottle of Clorox 2 (on clearance), counter cleaner, and enough toilet paper to last me until 2009 (I hope). {six} While shopping at Target I entered the wrong PIN number three times, and then just paid with my credit card. Shortly thereafter I realized I was entering too many numbers. Oops. {seven} I am worried that the Clorox 2 was on clearance, as it was also recently out of stock at another Target. This stuff is the best at getting the laundry clean, especially those tough stains. {eight} Tomorrow we go to some swanky party and watch the sunset in Palos Verdes for alumni of the University of Chicago. __________________________________________________ * These are the thoughts I have some days. I don't like to talk about them much because they feel so weird and hard to explain.Tags: aaa, blog world 2008, car issues, clorox 2, las vegas, laundry, lists, random, target Current Location: los angeles county i am feeling: anxious background noise: paint the silence, south
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A little while ago I went out to pick a couple of tomatoes for dinner, and finally get some pictures of them. I was about to go back inside, when I looked over to my right and saw a giant lizard!! He was sitting arched on the fireplace. I feared that if I went inside, he would jump down and follow me inside. And yes, touch me!! I already had opened the screen, so I carefully closed it to see his reaction. Thankfully he didn't jump inside, but he was definitely excited. I tried to talk to him, but he didn't seem interested in letting me inside. In fact, I think he shook his head "no" when I asked if I could just go inside and promised not to touch him. I decided it wasn't worth it, and went around to the front door, which of course was locked. And no, I didn't have my keys. I didn't have on shoes (or a bra -ssshhh). I had my camera around my neck, and two tomatoes in my hand. I knew B was on his way home, so I just sat on the cold stone steps and waited. There was a woman outside in a nearby yard, watering her lawn. She ignored me. So did the neighbors across the street. Mostly I am grateful. How do I explain that I am afraid of lizards?! Really though, it was about as long as my forearm, and a black pattern. It looked like a snake with legs. Of course when B went to look for it, the lizard was gone. Now I will have nightmares about lizards getting into the house, or worse, into the bed where I am sleeping. Tags: erin go braless, lizards, this house hates me Current Location: los angeles county background noise: hillary
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