Scully/Wells Wedding

Brice and Kate joined our home group in February as an engaged couple, and all of us were anticipating their wedding on June 20. It is safe to say that their celebration was the party of the season for our home group. We ate and danced and talked the night away - while our husbands yanked off their ties and enjoyed the buffet of beef/sausage/chicken at the Modern in Fort Worth.

Sarah & Jonathan

Danny & Laura

Wade & Kristin

The girls (minus the Bride, Chesley and Judy)

Wade took some awesome and hilarious photos (including some great shots of the blue glow sticks that Brice & Kate left to) which you can see here.

Miriam's Bridal Portraits

I don't really need to explain bridal portraits. Miriam, Kristi (Miriam's Matron of Honor) and I trekked all over SMU's campus to find fun pictures spots on a cold, crisp November day.

Here are the results.

Brian & Miriam's Wedding

Remember these folks?

Well, they finally tied the knot on Feb. 21, and I got to play bridesmaid and get my make-up done and prance around in a pretty blue dress all day.

Danny did a great job of taking pictures during the ceremony, but you'll see - I'm not the most photogenic bridesmaid ever!
Now, I can finally post Miriam's bridal portraits, since the dress is NO LONGER A SECRET. Check back tomorrow for a few of the best shots.

My Oldest Friend

I've already introduced you to my Dad's "oldest" friend.

Now, let me introduce you to mine.

I've known Cassie since she's was born. I would say since I was born, but that would be lying - she's six months younger than me. We were crib buddies in the nursery at church - Prairie Creek's very own chapel babies.

In sixth grade we were the only girls in Sunday School. Sixth grade in the youth group is brutal enough. No one should ever have to go at it alone, so we stuck together like two peas-in-a-pod. We would warn each other when we were going to be out of town, so the other could prepare to go at it one-on-one with Mrs. Mezick.

My mom has a picture of Cassie and I when we couldn't have been older than five years old. It's one of my favorites from my childhood because Cassie and I are standing in my Mom's green, orange and yellow kitchen, in front of the wood utility room door grinning from ear to ear and proudly wearing every article of dress-up clothes that I owned.

Fifty layers of dresses and lace, a dozen necklaces and beads, all of my grandmother's old clip-on earrings, and two hats . . . each. It's priceless.

Cassie got married this month, and last month Mom and I helped through her a bridal shower.
Wedding showers with Prairie Creek friends are always a little bit of a flash back from the past for me, because chances are I have some sort of history with every woman in the room.
I've probably had someone has a Sunday school teacher, GA leader, Praiseluia choir leader, or youth mission trip chaperon. And if none of those fit the bill then chances are . . . gulp . . . they changed my diapers or I changed their kids' diapers. Prairie Creek's just one big happy family.

For example, this is Naomi. When I was 11 years old her mom entrusted me to baby-sit her when she was just months old. It was my first baby-sitting gig, and apparently I didn't ruin her too much on those Saturday nights because next month she's going to be the lead in "My Fair Lady" with the Plano Children's Theater.
Here's all the hostess from Cassie's shower:
And, we can never leave without taking an updated "Cassie & Laura" picture to go next to the dress-up picture. Only this time we're wearing a normal amount of clothes.

Karley's Wedding Extravaganza

Karley, one of my college roommates, an original Dartmouth Doll, got married last month.

We have anticipated her wedding since her Christmas Day engagement and wouldn't have missed it for the world. Plus, this would be the first time back to Houston (where we had our first day EVER) since getting married.

On Friday, Danny, being the fabulous friend and all-around handy guy that he is, played secretary, answering Kar's phone and running errands, while I helped Kar decorate and get ready.

It's fun to be on this side of the wedding (the married side, the side that's not stressing over napkin colors) and remember the day that this ring went on this finger . . . and yes, that's his right hand. The left hand sustained box-lifting injuries and the doctor adviced removing the wedding band before the finger swole and it had to be cut off.

Could we resist playing with the camera during the wedding rehearsal?

Here's just another facial hair development for Dan the Man. A beard, in it's prickly stage. Trust me - it'll scratch you to death or to giggles.

The wedding day came without a hitch. I handed out programs at the door and half expected to see Beth Moore waltz right in (Kar house-sits for her), but there were no celebrity sitings.

This picture is for my Mom - it's the best one I could find of the bridesmaids' dresses.

Left to Right: Victor's daughter, Kar's sister-in-law, Kar's sister

The cutest ringbear EVER!


Victor, ever the musician, sang Kar a song he wrote. This was her first time to ever hear it.

He snuck a kiss during the prayer - and no - I wasn't praying with my eyes closed.

Danny and I with Mr. & Mrs. Victor Guadalupe

The other Dartmouth Doll, Lauren. People often asked not only if we were sisters, but twins. Really? Okay?

Danny and I stayed with Clint and Lauren for the weekend and thoroughly enjoyed catching up on life, playing with their dog, and enjoying their new home.

Leaving to bubbles. Apparently all grooms make this face when leaving their wedding - someone needs to remind them they're being photographed! (Danny got pegged in the eye with rose petals - no one reminded the kids to toss and not chunk. Maybe someone forgot to blow their bubbles gently at Victor.)

Guestbook and Karley's portraits.


So now it's official - all the Dartmouth Dolls are hitched.

Winter Wedding Wonderland - Part 3

Am I ever going to finish blogging about our Christmas vacation? I hope so, but the weekends have not proved very blogger friendly. Oh, we've been doing blog-worthy events, but those leave me NO time to blog. And, sometimes, just sometimes, real life is more important than blogging. I'm learing to get my priorities straight!

So, here's the last of the wedding pictures from the reception.

The food was abundant and fabulous. My stomach couldn't even handle the heavy h'dovreas followed by a five-course meal. It was scrumptious.

First Dance

The wedding photographer was my absolute FAVORITE - even though he was a Nikon user. He let me tag along behind him with my new CANON and taught me all kinds of fun things. I only wished I lived in New York to shadow him regularly. He was kind enough to turn my own camera around and take my picture with Danny. That was the selling point. So, if you ever need a photographer in NY, I know who to call.

Uncle Chris, Antoinette and their beautiful daughters in their Christmas dresses.
Brianna (the one with the camera) was everywhere taking pictures. Apparently while I was shadowing the wedding photographer she was shadowing me, because she shyly came up and asked if she could take my picture. When I posed she said, "No, hold your camera too." So, she took my picture with my camera and I took her picture with her camera. Kids are so fun!

Uncle Steven & Lori left the boys at home for a night out.

Me and Holly shortly after arriving at the reception. Danny took 50 more million pictures of us, because he likes to pretend he's the paparrazi, but this was the best.

Cutting loose halfway through the five-course meal.

The Golden Girls: Nan's in the middle with her sisters, Mutzi and Carol.

The Morse Family
Back Row (L to R): Steven, Lori, Lynn, Mike, Ann, Antoinette, Alana
Front Row (L to R): Brianna, Poppi, Nan, Chris

The Snow Bunnies stole the show

Joe & Lynn posing for portraits

The party ended earlier for some.