Showing posts with label weddings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label weddings. Show all posts

Saturday, May 19, 2007

Viv and David's Wedding!























What says "We'll be together forever!" better than Journey?

Friday, May 11, 2007

Sunday, February 26, 2006

Alissa and Paul's Wedding


Paul and Alissa and their first child. (They work quick.)

Alissa and Paul got married this Saturday, at the Hall of Springs in Saratoga.

The wedding was beautiful and practically perfect in every way, and everyone had a pretty darn good time, too. There were some Tufts people (Megan Wu, Loveseat, et.al.) and lots of Nisky people, of course. Maybe 120 people altogether, just as an off-the-cuff estimate.

Jono Needs Longer Socks.



Around the fireplace: Leah, Jeff, Jono.

A group of us retired here for a bit, after dinner and before a little dancing.

Littluns



I believe (but am not certain) that all of these dark-eyed children are Paul's kin... though there were two kids from the Murray clan scampering around the premises. They were tres adorable, and I think they knew it, because they took advantage and ran amok.

Prepping for the bouquet throw



Alissa has limbered up with a little long-toss in the outfield before toeing the rubber. She's got some late movement, and a deceptive delivery. She won't light up the radar gun, but she's sneaky fast according to all my scouting reports.

It's a bit dark, but you can see Matt back there on the right. There were specific (and vociferous) calls for Cheeseburger Bunski to be in the scrum, but she negged that idea with a vengeance.

These girls couldn't catch a cold, much less a pop fly



... Matt caught it.

And Alissa's giving him the Evil Eye.

The bride and father.

Butter Henge.

Gotta be the pink tie.

I'm not going to lie... I took some photos.

Technically, this is a manwich.

Jono with half-lidded eyes, and some lapcandy.

I really want to juxtapose this photo with an equivalent one from ten or twelve years ago... I'm sure I can do this, but it'll take some digging through the archives. Maybe Empire State Games?

Lapsitting... it's a damn epidemic.


Yet more lapsitting, of the lady-lady variety. Sue Rella gets a little sumpin'-sumpin' from Miss Leah.