Photos from Josh & stacey's wedding. July 2, 2005.
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First off, we want to give a huge “thank you” to everyone who was involved with our wedding. Thanks to everyone who came from near (and sometimes very very far). Thanks to those who helped us put it together. And thanks to everyone who is close to us, but couldn’t make it. We love you all. Very special thanks go out to a few very special people: -Andy Davidson for creating to coolest tux any wedding has ever seen. With nothing but a sketchy concept to go on, he worked harder than any of us can imagine and created something I will treasure for the rest of my life. -Lars Sternberg for designing and building the arch we were married under. His helper (me) was a complete burden most of the time, but it came together nonetheless. -Andrew Root and Gretchen Miller for being nothing but completely helpful through the whole week leading up to the wedding. Other people lost their heads a little bit, but the two of them never did. Also, Andrew’s “best man” speech was probably the nicest 10 minutes of words anyone has ever said about me. -Nicole, Megan, Clarity, Gretchen, Alecia, Andrew, Andy, Tony, Lars & Sam all made the best backcourt that we could have asked for. Friends mean a lot to us, and it was great to have them there. -Clarity Miller did a great job of supporting Stacey when she was getting stressed out. Clarity also helped pick out the beautiful flowers and decorated our bedroom on our wedding night. -Nancy Burrows took the oversized tux I bought (everything in a “men’s” size is oversized on short me), and figured out a way to hem, trim, & tailor it until it looked and fit great. Nancy and her daughter Anne also created the stylish and pretty bridesmaids dresses. -My brother Ben overcame his performance anxieties and put together a wonderful ceremony. I only had two rules: 1. No god. & 2. Talk about love. He came through with flying colors on both accounts. -Stacey’s sister Alecia was great. She bought decorations, ran errands, found me a white bow tie, helped with makeup, and was generally an “asset to the whole organization”. I, however, could be best described as “an asshat to the whole organization”. -David & Cheryl, Stacey’s parents, were just amazing. They went above and beyond with cooking and preparing the BBQ food at the reception. Especially David who manned the grill for hours just to make sure everyone got a good meal. -Adrianne & Tanya did a great job being “Griffen Wranglers” considering that they were asked at the last minute. Griffen loves attention, and they kept him happy. -Warren & Vanessa made some amazing cakes, including a salt-free one for me. Everyone loved them (and Stacey and I are sorry we ordered too many). Though that did give us an extra cake for Stacey’s birthday. -My Mother and Grandmother worked hard to put together the beautiful flower arrangements. Which is great, because apparently I know nothing about bouquets. Then again, there’s a lot I don’t know, so it’s hardly surprising. -Even though I told everyone that I was going to, I didn’t shoot all my wedding photos myself. Judy & Lyall bishop, Tom & Tuulikki Abrahamsson, Tony, Lars, Andrew, Clarity, Asa Miller, Andy & Sigrun, Tanya, and Adrianne all shot photos during the day. We have a record of our wedding that could never be created by professional photographer at any price. That means the world to me. -My Aunt Meryl and cousin Adam live in London. But they flew all the way here just to see us get married. Meryl had to endure what was quite possibly the worst airline travel screw-up ever to get here. They are two of the coolest people in the world and we were very happy that they were willing to go through the trouble to get here. -We’re super happy that Sam Simpson could make it to be in the wedding. But the real thanks goes to Tony Hoffkamp and Lars, since they were the ones who paid for his ticket. Wheelchair anyone? -Maya & Chloe were the cutest flower girls in the world. Those two could burn down my house and I’d still forgive them if they smiled at me. |