Help on locations?
So, I'm starting the hunt for a location. Sure, it's one thing to say, I want to get married outdoors in a garden in July 2008--it's another thing to actually find a place (that we can afford!). I figure, I'm a crappy web searcher, so I thought I'd ask for some help. If you feel like killing time or making good suggestions, find me someplace nice, no more than an hour (maybe hour and a half) away from San Francisco where it will be warm and sunny (so the coast is probably out). I looked at state parks, but making arrangements seems complicated by the odds and ends--shelter from elements, tables, chairs, utensils, food, booze, etc. Unless someone has experience holding a wedding like this, I might pass out of a desire for sanity. Maybe for the post wedding party for everyone who wasn't invited to the wedding but it still well-liked.
I called the place Jeff's mom get remarried in a few years ago, but there are so many package choices, it's hard to figure out what the final price would be. I should be getting a wedding brochure in the mail and they recommend we come out for a visit.
Usually, Jeff gets out of work at 3:30 and one or the other of us calls to check in between that time and 5 PM before I leave work. It's more like a 'I love you' call than a check in really. Early days of romance are fun. Anyways, yesterday I couldn't get through to him and when I tried him a few times after 5 PM, my call went straight to voicemail. Based on history, I thought the worst.
The only times Jeff avoids my calls or doesn't call me is when he is avoiding doing something we arranged to do that he doesn't want to do. Instead, he goes out drinking with his electrician buddies and conveniently 'forgets' to call or doesn't hear his phone over the noise. We both know it's bullshit and by the time I got into SF at 6, I was sure he'd ditched ring shopping to be with his buddies. This felt doubly irritating because I didn't want to go ring shopping either.
So I left a whiny message on his cell and then called the house only to have him pick up the phone! Seems he was at Borders when his phone died and he lost track of time. He had just walked into the house when the phone rang. It seems he was at Borders looking for books on gems and diamonds. Ooops. In fact, after dinner he spent most of the evening reading said books and getting excited about weird gem facts--like they use to believe amethyst warded against drunkenness and priests often wore amethyst rings.
Later, when I mentioned my concern about thinking he had been off drinking with buddies to dodge my call he admitted, yes, he did that a number of times and he's sorry about it. Wow. Being engaged really suits me fine as Jeff is even shinier than ever. Not only does he spend time and energy finding nice things for me, he even admits past mistakes and apologizes and stuff.
I called the place Jeff's mom get remarried in a few years ago, but there are so many package choices, it's hard to figure out what the final price would be. I should be getting a wedding brochure in the mail and they recommend we come out for a visit.
Usually, Jeff gets out of work at 3:30 and one or the other of us calls to check in between that time and 5 PM before I leave work. It's more like a 'I love you' call than a check in really. Early days of romance are fun. Anyways, yesterday I couldn't get through to him and when I tried him a few times after 5 PM, my call went straight to voicemail. Based on history, I thought the worst.
The only times Jeff avoids my calls or doesn't call me is when he is avoiding doing something we arranged to do that he doesn't want to do. Instead, he goes out drinking with his electrician buddies and conveniently 'forgets' to call or doesn't hear his phone over the noise. We both know it's bullshit and by the time I got into SF at 6, I was sure he'd ditched ring shopping to be with his buddies. This felt doubly irritating because I didn't want to go ring shopping either.
So I left a whiny message on his cell and then called the house only to have him pick up the phone! Seems he was at Borders when his phone died and he lost track of time. He had just walked into the house when the phone rang. It seems he was at Borders looking for books on gems and diamonds. Ooops. In fact, after dinner he spent most of the evening reading said books and getting excited about weird gem facts--like they use to believe amethyst warded against drunkenness and priests often wore amethyst rings.
Later, when I mentioned my concern about thinking he had been off drinking with buddies to dodge my call he admitted, yes, he did that a number of times and he's sorry about it. Wow. Being engaged really suits me fine as Jeff is even shinier than ever. Not only does he spend time and energy finding nice things for me, he even admits past mistakes and apologizes and stuff.