We woke up in Buffalo. It was pouring. It poured all the way to Albany. (The funny thing is, it is raining here right now.) We were driving to a wedding. Only about 5 people knew about it. Us, Kris & her mom, and the judge. None of the guests knew about it. They thought we were going to meet for a nice dinner at The Century House to celebrate an engagement.
After we arrived at the hotel and changed into our wedding clothes, we waited in a little side office. We could peek out and watch as our families arrived. A phone call from the Guyers... they were going to be 30 minutes late. Daddy said he didn't think he could make it because he was staying with Grammie and Grampie at the time. Somehow, we managed to guilt him into coming along. Once everyone was in the room, we grabbed our judge who was waiting in the bar. We were lucky to find a retired judge with ties to our hometown and church. It gave an extra personal touch to have someone who knew our family perform our ceremony. Sadly, Hector Arbour lost his battle with cancer several years later.
The three of us entered the little room we had reserved for our party... and Surprise!!! It took some only a second to catch on... others needed a little hint. "Do you know who this is? Do you know why he is here?" Ha Ha!!!! Some exclaimed, "How could you do this to me?" One snapped, "Oh cripes, I am wearing a sweatshirt!" Others had contractions! And yes, some accused us of being pregnant.
We had a small ceremony and nice dinner off the menu.


Lew ordered sirloin in dijon and cracked pepper.

I had the porkchops in mango vinegrette...

Then we enjoyed a delicious cake. (my online parenting buddies know me... mmmmm..... cake.....) Kris's mom made this spice cake for us! Isn't it beautiful? I have to admit, the top is still in my parents' freezer. Do you think it will still be good?

We made the decision to do this different ceremony earlier in 1995. We had 7 other weddings on our calendar for the year (plus some in '94 and '96, too)... and we knew we'd see everyone, party with everyone, dance with everyone, eat lots of cake, see favors and flowers we would forget quickly, we were in ceremonies, and even photographed ceremonies. We also knew on a grad school budget, our wedding wouldn't happen for a long time if we waited any longer. C'mon, we have always been practical, right? And I guess cheap. And don't forget how I like to do things a tad differently than the rest of the world.
the entire guest list

Wow, 1995 glasses were big, eh?


But, it seemed to work out fine. 14 years later we are still happily married. And it really has nothing to do with the fact that if we split, Lew would have to pay to get his hair cut. 

And since we lived right in Buffalo.... why wouldn't we go to Niagara Falls? It is the honeymoon capital of the world, you know. So, we only stayed long enough to snap some photos. Oh my - I am still wearing those sunglasses!

Ten years later, our follow-up surprise was twins. Who knows if I can pull off something spectacular in 2015. I have a little time to plan still.







and this ambulance shot - wish I had more of the vehicle, but I had to act fast with the sirens and speeding and all...







January started right off with the eversowonderful annual gyn appt. They promptly sent me for my first mamogram. Then, a wonky lab result had me back for PAP #2 of the year. Throw in a horrible horrible stomach bug from daycare. My kids were now into age 3... and any of you with kids know, 3 is the new 2. ("Terrible Twos" were a breeze... 3 was as bad as I remember from days of teaching. Why do you think I hovered in the infant and toddler ages?) Then - out of the blue, for the first time ever in my life - heartburn. I didn't even have that in my pregnancy - adn I had everything else in that pregnancy! (medicated morning sickness until week 28, gestational diabetes, high BP+ protein in urine= pre-eclampsia, ... ) I started back with my hemochromatosis treatments, too. That's always tons of fun. Those vampires managed to get me close enough to anemic that I was exhausted and falling alseep every time I sat down. We are backing my treatments off to once every 3 months now, but still, I wish I could skip them altogether. Guess that isn't really age related, but considering I had not had any phlebotomies since 2002 when we lived here, it was like starting all over and age 40 gets the honor of being the re-start year.


