Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Rain or Shine...
REPOST:
Just thought everyone should know that the ceremony will be held outside at the castle REGARDLESS OF THE WEATHER. So, dress appropriately and bring an umbrella if it's raining! But, fear not-- the ceremony shouldn't be more than 20 mins and the reception will be indoors, so if it's a less than perfect day weather-wise, we'll only be outside for a little while!
If You're looking for a Hotel Room...
Call the America's Best Value in Amsterdam and tell them that you're coming to town for the Beck/Caliguire Wedding. You will get a special $55 a night room rate at a luxurious one-star hotel in the heart of downtown Amsterdam. Nothing but the finest for our peeps. Seriously though, it's a decent rate at a decent hotel, and it's very close to the after-party.
Of course, you're also more than welcome to grab an empty piece of floor and stay right at our house. I know many of you are planning to do just that. Just bring a sleeping bag and pillow (and maybe an air mattress)! You can be social all night, until the Keg-erator of Sam Adams kicks...
That's right! Thanks to my wickedly awesome groomsman - Dave - we have a Keg-erator with a 1/4 keg of Sam Adams!!
And please feel free to bring whatever other libations you desire.
Of course, you're also more than welcome to grab an empty piece of floor and stay right at our house. I know many of you are planning to do just that. Just bring a sleeping bag and pillow (and maybe an air mattress)! You can be social all night, until the Keg-erator of Sam Adams kicks...
That's right! Thanks to my wickedly awesome groomsman - Dave - we have a Keg-erator with a 1/4 keg of Sam Adams!!
And please feel free to bring whatever other libations you desire.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Collect Them All!
When it came time to think about wedding invites, we thought it might be really fun to make our own. Sarah had been playing around with this fun idea of putting our heads from photos she's taken on the bodies of people in wedding magazine adverts. So, in a flash of genius, she suggested using this idea as the basis for our wedding invites. Between the two of us, we made about 12 different versions. After some internal and external debate, we settled on 4 different versions. So, the invite you got was not the same one that everyone else got (simple math tells us only around 25% of the other invitees would have gotten the same one as yours).
I think it was also Sarah who came up with the whole "ransom note" idea for the verbiage.
As you can tell, Sarah is the brains behind this operation.
Below is all four versions:
And, if you check out the super-happy-terrific-fun blog of our super-happy-terrific-fun photograpers -- Anne & Dan Almasy -- you can see a really excellent picture of Dan holding our invite.
I think it was also Sarah who came up with the whole "ransom note" idea for the verbiage.
As you can tell, Sarah is the brains behind this operation.
Below is all four versions:
And, if you check out the super-happy-terrific-fun blog of our super-happy-terrific-fun photograpers -- Anne & Dan Almasy -- you can see a really excellent picture of Dan holding our invite.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Our Wedding Cake WON'T Be This Rad
In keeping with the Robot theme of the last few posts:
Check out this cool robot cake from debbiedoescakes’ flickr pool. Check out her other cakes, too. They're crazy!
Check out this cool robot cake from debbiedoescakes’ flickr pool. Check out her other cakes, too. They're crazy!
True Love in the Time of Machines [or] How I Saved a Girl and Found True Love.
"So," many have asked. "How did you and Betty meet?"
It's a simple enough question. And it could easily be replied to with a simple response...
If you were asking a simple man about his simple girl.
But, dear reader (as you know), we are anything but simple. The lives of our heroes - El Mustango and Betty - are fraught with harrowing danger, acts of daring, feats of strength, international mystery and intrigue and frequent trips to the grocery store to get juice for our General (the mysteriously named "R"). apple juice. in a sippy cup. straight. without water.
And it was on a particular brisk spring morning that our heroine Betty set out to the store for some apple juice. She hopped in her sparkling red Hyundia Hovercraft and made for the nearest grocery mart, in a hurry-- for "R" does not like to be kept waiting.
Little did she know that she was being followed. Watched by gleaming, blinking red from the eyes of her would-be assassins. They knew that "R" was out of juice. It was they, during the previous night, who snuck into the top-secret, second-floor lair of Betty and "R" to dispose of the left over juice. Their plan was simple: surprise Betty when she was least expecting it. Lay seige to her in the mart's parking lot.
Fortunately for Betty and "R", the mighty, might El Mustango had been tracking these particularly fiendish assassins for days. He knew they were following their next target, but he didn't know whom that target was. It wasn't until Betty reached the parking lot and her enemies ready themselves to pounce that El Mustango first saw her.
She was stunning and her beauty took his breath away. Little did he know, this goddess in the form of woman was the cunning and deadly Betty. Had he known this, he could simply let them move ahead with their foolish plan and watch from afar as Betty destroyed them.
But, El Mustango is nothing if not chivalrous. Betty looked so pretty in her sporty Hyundai Hovercraft. He'd hate to have even one hair on that gorgeous head of hers harmed. So, he decided to lay a trap and bring these nogoodnix out in the open before they could do her harm.
Just before the assassins were about to attack Betty, El Mustango sprung his trap and the assassins were revealed. Robots! A bakers dozen strong. Armed with deadly onion guns and spatulas. and an even deadly weapon- laser guided onion guns that shot spatulas.
In a nutshell, the onion-gun-toting, spatula-wielding robots were no match for El Mustango. They were all destroyed before Betty even paid for the apple juice. Upon her return to the car, El Mustango introduced himself to her.
And the rest, as they say, is history...
It's a simple enough question. And it could easily be replied to with a simple response...
If you were asking a simple man about his simple girl.
But, dear reader (as you know), we are anything but simple. The lives of our heroes - El Mustango and Betty - are fraught with harrowing danger, acts of daring, feats of strength, international mystery and intrigue and frequent trips to the grocery store to get juice for our General (the mysteriously named "R"). apple juice. in a sippy cup. straight. without water.
And it was on a particular brisk spring morning that our heroine Betty set out to the store for some apple juice. She hopped in her sparkling red Hyundia Hovercraft and made for the nearest grocery mart, in a hurry-- for "R" does not like to be kept waiting.
Little did she know that she was being followed. Watched by gleaming, blinking red from the eyes of her would-be assassins. They knew that "R" was out of juice. It was they, during the previous night, who snuck into the top-secret, second-floor lair of Betty and "R" to dispose of the left over juice. Their plan was simple: surprise Betty when she was least expecting it. Lay seige to her in the mart's parking lot.
Fortunately for Betty and "R", the mighty, might El Mustango had been tracking these particularly fiendish assassins for days. He knew they were following their next target, but he didn't know whom that target was. It wasn't until Betty reached the parking lot and her enemies ready themselves to pounce that El Mustango first saw her.
She was stunning and her beauty took his breath away. Little did he know, this goddess in the form of woman was the cunning and deadly Betty. Had he known this, he could simply let them move ahead with their foolish plan and watch from afar as Betty destroyed them.
But, El Mustango is nothing if not chivalrous. Betty looked so pretty in her sporty Hyundai Hovercraft. He'd hate to have even one hair on that gorgeous head of hers harmed. So, he decided to lay a trap and bring these nogoodnix out in the open before they could do her harm.
Just before the assassins were about to attack Betty, El Mustango sprung his trap and the assassins were revealed. Robots! A bakers dozen strong. Armed with deadly onion guns and spatulas. and an even deadly weapon- laser guided onion guns that shot spatulas.
In a nutshell, the onion-gun-toting, spatula-wielding robots were no match for El Mustango. They were all destroyed before Betty even paid for the apple juice. Upon her return to the car, El Mustango introduced himself to her.
And the rest, as they say, is history...
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Some Songs You May Hear on Sept 27th
So, the bride has given specific instructions: you must listen to, love, and learn every word to the Gogol Bordello song "Start Wearing Purple". Then, when it is played at the reception, you will all dance wildly, with arms and legs akimbo, and sing along to it at the top of your lungs.
And yes, the song has nothing to do with love or marriage. We just both really love this frickin' song!
And yes, the song has nothing to do with love or marriage. We just both really love this frickin' song!
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Bachelor Party Weekend
This past weekend, my groomsmen -- Ben, Brian, Dave and Zach -- along with my Uncle Mark and my Father spent a weekend in the Catskill Mountains, on the banks of the East Branch of the Delaware river, one of three great Catskill rivers, for my bachelor party. Specifically, we stayed at Pakatakan Lodge (which is best said in a rapid-fire manner, over and over again for two days). Big ups to Ben for finding and reserving this awesome cabin.
My weekend started on Thursday night, when Sarah and I went out for some drinks and good company for her 27th birthday. We had a great time with Sarah's Uncle Rob, Suz, and Nicole, although I did pay for it the next day. We got to the cabin late Friday afternoon and had an amazing chicken dinner cooked by Dave, who then promptly fell asleep on the front porch, missing a hilarious game of "Tabloid Teasers".
The next day, started off with a fabulous (and smoky) breakfast thanks to Brian. After learning the river was too shallow to canoe in, we ventured into the "big city" of Walton where Ben purchased a wiffle ball set (which we promptly destroyed in 10 mins). Horseshoes, beer, more food, cigars, beer, campfire, beer, a delicious steak dinner by Ben, whiskey sours, beer and finishing with a rousing game of Trivial Pursuit (at which, Ben, Zach and I dominated). We're such geeks...
I had such a great time that words cannot describe. and since this is a family friendly blog, it's probably for the best anyways. Seriously, all the guys went above and beyond. I have the BEST friends ever.
Here are some pictures:
Pakatakan Lodge.
A family of bats lived under this chalkboard.
Using cigar smoke, Dave was able to drive them away.
I call this one "On the banks of the Ol' Delaware (with geese)"
I call this one "Retrieving a Wiffle Ball from the Ol' Delaware"
Brian, Ben, Dave and Zach
Dave injuring himself during a spontaneous game of kick the can.
Bigfoot.
My weekend started on Thursday night, when Sarah and I went out for some drinks and good company for her 27th birthday. We had a great time with Sarah's Uncle Rob, Suz, and Nicole, although I did pay for it the next day. We got to the cabin late Friday afternoon and had an amazing chicken dinner cooked by Dave, who then promptly fell asleep on the front porch, missing a hilarious game of "Tabloid Teasers".
The next day, started off with a fabulous (and smoky) breakfast thanks to Brian. After learning the river was too shallow to canoe in, we ventured into the "big city" of Walton where Ben purchased a wiffle ball set (which we promptly destroyed in 10 mins). Horseshoes, beer, more food, cigars, beer, campfire, beer, a delicious steak dinner by Ben, whiskey sours, beer and finishing with a rousing game of Trivial Pursuit (at which, Ben, Zach and I dominated). We're such geeks...
I had such a great time that words cannot describe. and since this is a family friendly blog, it's probably for the best anyways. Seriously, all the guys went above and beyond. I have the BEST friends ever.
Here are some pictures:
Pakatakan Lodge.
A family of bats lived under this chalkboard. Using cigar smoke, Dave was able to drive them away.
I call this one "On the banks of the Ol' Delaware (with geese)"
I call this one "Retrieving a Wiffle Ball from the Ol' Delaware"
Brian, Ben, Dave and Zach
Dave injuring himself during a spontaneous game of kick the can.
Bigfoot.
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