It seems weekends off are few and far between lately, so when the Hatchers invited us out to the Garlic Festival, it was a welcomed invitation.
It’s been 3 years since our last visit, and boy has it changed since then. I think it’ll be a while before I voluntarily decide to drive in 3 hours of T>R>A>F>F>I>C, walk in 110+ degree…shadeless weather, and spend $100+ on stinky edibles.
I’m old, because I’m about to say, it was so different when I was growing up. Much like when my father would hand me my $5 allowance and say, when I was growing up, I got 5 cents and I had to share it with my 7 siblings.
I am grateful though for the awesome company, my $5 parasol, and Ella’s fairy wings. If only she could’ve flown me outta there towards airconditioning.
Georgia and Mike are such fun people! Always smiling! You can’t help but be happy with them.
Thanks Georgia for always having the prettiest smile on your face, despite the outrageous heat!
The wedding was so awesome. Details everywhere!
They had a yummy candy bar! And, they were so thoughtful and had slippers for girls with aching feet!
I just had to include this shot. It’s an eye full. Such happy people…and every one of them has a priceless expression. Thanks for making our jobs so easy!
Venue: Holbrook Palmer Park
Cake:Studio Cake Espostos Deli and Catering
Videographer: Andrew Mellows
Hair: Jaclyn Schratz
Makeup: Christine
Preparation: Four Seasons Hotel, Palo Alto
Before we leave for a wedding, I like to fill the gas tank up COMPLETELY. Alfred, on the other hand, will look at the gauge and by some calculation—known to only him and every other male on the planet—determine our need for gas.
This is the same calculation used for questions like
“do we need to ask for directions?”
“do you need me to bring all of your gear to the reception?”
“do you want me to write that down for you?” “do you need the instruction manual?”
Because 95% of the time, his answer to these questions is No.
And, 85% of the time, it should have been Yes.
So, when I ask him, “shouldn’t we get gas?”
And he says, “no.”
I answer, “When the aliens invade, you’re gonna wish you had a full tank of gas.”