My First Wedding!

Well, hi there, everybody!

(Or at least to the two people that still check this blog. :))

If you haven’t noticed (cough cough) there has been a dearth of posts lately.

So I am going to try to remedy that.

Are you ready?

Good.  Glad you’re on board with me.

All two of you.

So then.

A few weeks ago I had the pleasure of second shooting my first wedding.  It was my cousin’s wedding, and it was AWESOME!  Most of the time I focused on getting candid shots, not any of the formal shots, since the other photographer was getting them.  So that means that there are not that many “formal” shots to share with you all.  But I hope you enjoy the ones I do have!

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We helped with reception hall set-up before the ceremony

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They used these cool/weird water ball thingies.  They were great to photograph!

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Hello there!  Just affirming that I am here, cause you won’t see me a whole lot.  🙂

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My cousin and my grandparents

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Mother of the groom

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My aunt (mother of the bride) and two of my many awesome cousins!

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Junior bridesmaid (and another of my awesome cousins) Hannah

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Waiting

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Exchange of vows

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I LOVE her face!  Isn’t she so sweet?!!

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Hannah and Meiling

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Between photos

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Bouquet

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The flower girls – they were so cute!  You’ll be seeing more of them.

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My cousin Mark.  We had this thing going all day, where I was getting goofy photos of him.  I still need to finish the slideshow of funny photos.  It’s almost done!

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Bride, mother, and sister

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See? What did I tell you?  Cute or WHAT?!?

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The main photographer was having them make happy/fun faces.  As you can see, Hannah took to jumping up and down.

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They left the church amid bubbles

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*Happiness*

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Can you *tell* they’re sisters?

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My aunt (not the mother of the bride) makes a piñata for just about every family occasion.  The wedding was no exception!

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She even made a fancy bat.

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Scott egging on the crowd

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And that’s the end of that.

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Another tradition: the wearing of the piñata

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Fixing hair

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Almost everyone who had been there for the piñata (family and bridal party) had glow sticks.

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Mom, Grandma Jeane, and my aunt (the one that made the piñata)

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Centerpiece

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Greeting at the door

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These two were so cute.  They started dancing, then were break dancing, and now are slow dancing.

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Cutting of the cake (see the glow stick bracelet?)

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Head table (minus the bride and groom – hey, where did they go?)

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First dance

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At the end of the first slow song, the music changed, and the bride and groom did a choreographed dance to several songs.  They danced for almost 10 minutes!  It was a total BLAST to watch!

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They ended with a slow song

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Groom and mother

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Watching

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Bride and father

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Next they had all the couples come to the dance floor and dance.  The DJ then had couples leave the dance floor, by saying “Anyone married less than  ___ has to leave the dance floor.”  It was pretty awesome, because my grandparents were the last ones there.  All because of them.  🙂

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My parents

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When my grandparents were the only ones dancing, a bunch of us made a circle around them

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And then the dancing started

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Cousins

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Bridesmaids

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Scott and Sarah

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Us  🙂  (Thanks to my dad for grabbing this shot)

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The dollar dance – my dad and Sarah

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Noah and Sarah

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Drake and Sarah have always been special friends, since they share a birthday.  Drake used to hang out with her when he was little.

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And you want to see one of the goofy pictures?

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Too.  Much.  Wedding.

Why Every Cook Should Have Their Nails Painted

I haven’t had my finger nails painted in, like, 8 years or so.  At least.

But that all changed last week.

(Unless you count the time I painted a few nails, then promptly removed it because I didn’t like it.)

Last week I attempted to paint my finger nails red.  And I painted all the layers too soon after each other, and my polish got nicked and rippled.  Also, I had painted all over my fingers, not just on the nails, since I have painted my nails in so long.  So I took it off.

But the next day I just put on a clear coat, thinking that would at least be some nail polish, and I could start getting used to the feeling of having my nails painted.

Then today I painted them purple.  And they turned out pretty well.  My right hand is a little nicked, because I didn’t wait long enough between applying layers, and when I was finished, I went outside and picked up acorns instead of letting my nails dry as long as I should.  I mean, think about it:  pick up acorns with 7-year-old sister for the pig, or sit there and do nothing while your nails dry?  Clear choice.

One of the reasons that I haven’t painted my nails is that I cook a lot, and the thought of my hands in the food with nail polish on the nails just grossed me out a little.

But today, in between layers, it hit me.

EVERY cook should have their nails painted.

Because it happens to the best of us and the worst of us, no matter how good your knife skills are.  You’re chopping something in the kitchen, and either someone bumps you, your little sibling thinks it would be funny to scare you right now (NOT), the mail man rings the doorbell, or the FBI shows up (just kidding about that last part).

And you slip and cut yourself.

And besides the minor details of stopping the blood flow, getting through the freak-out session over the fact that you just cut yourself (the thought of the knife slicing your skin – YUCK!), wade through the apologies (or lack thereof) of the bumper or scarer, find somebody to keep you from hyperventilating, and determine whether or not you need stitches, there is always the important part of making sure that there are no nails left in whatever you were preparing.  Particularly if the cut wasn’t of your skin, because your nails were long, and that’s what the knife got to first.

Just think: if your nails were neon green, wouldn’t they be much easier to find in the food you were chopping?

Now the only think you run into here is that if your nails are red, for example, they wouldn’t show up so well in tomatoes, for example.  And dark green wouldn’t be great in romaine lettuce.

So this is what we need to do:

For those of us who paint our nails every day, you should coordinate your nail color with dinner.  So, for example, if you are going to make spaghetti, you should paint your nails green, blue, or yellow, but should avoid most reds and browns, although certain shades of pink and orange would be O.K. (if they were bright enough).  And if you were going to make a big salad, you should avoid greens and dark blues, and go for bright blue, turquoise, and any of the warm colors (red, orange, pink, yellow).  You get the idea.

And for those of you that don’t paint your nails daily, you should try to pick a color that wouldn’t match your foods.  Bright turquoise.  Bright yellow.  Any neon color would fit the bill.  Just any color that was bright enough to be seen easily, and that doesn’t match any common foods.

So don’t you agree – All cooks should pain their nails?

 

 

NOTE:  This was meant to be funny, not an actual representation of anything I do, or intend to do, or anything that I would like you to do.  By all means, when you cut yourself, forget about your nail color or even where the nail went, and attend to your finger.  And hygiene comes first.  If it’s gross, throw it away.  Over and out.

Sibling Sayings 8

On Sunday Meiling, Drake and Noah were going to sleep out in the backyard in a tent.  They were all out there for a little while, but at about 10, Meiling came in.

She was scared of the paleontologists.   She said they were coming to get her.

The next morning:

Dad:  Do you know what a paleontologist is?

Meiling:  Someone who digs up dinosaur bones.

Dad:  Are you a dinosaur bone?

Meiling:  No…

Dad:  So why are you scared of the paleontologists?

 

 

Yesterday, when Meiling was doing her school, at the end of her name, she made a big swirly thing after the g.  She said it was like a rock.  Then she drew an asterisk after it.

Why?

She says she’s a rock star!

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OK, I am going to try to post something different after this, but Meiling has been coming up with a few gems.

Meiling:  Allison, just an advisement:  Please don’t smoke.

Meiling, to Drake:  Please don’t eat peanut butter and jelly sandwiches with your ears because it will smoke.

Meiling:  I have lots to say.
Me:  You can say that again.

Meiling:  Who in our family has a blog?
Me:  Well, we have a family blog, Drake has two, and I have one.  That’s it.
Meiling:  And me.  I have a blog.
Me:  No you-What’s it called?
Meiling:  It’s www[dot]talkmouthgirl[dot]com.

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(Meiling was asking Noah and I what we were going to name our children, and telling us some of her names.)

Meiling:  I am going to name my twins Salt and Pepper – the girl is going to be Salt and the girl is going to be Pepper – I mean the boy is going to be Pepper.

 

Meiling:  Allison, what are you going to name your children?

Me:  That is between me and my [Editor’s note: future] husband.

Meiling:  [Grinning]  It’s going to be interesting who you marry.  I have a few suggestions-

[Slight pause here in which I turn around and look at her.]

-for you children’s names.

Me, mentally:  Phew!

Me:  As I told you, that is between me and my husband.

 

She definitely keeps us on our toes!