Treehouse wedding
I didnt even know what to wear. does one dress up to go look at a wedding location or can you go casual? I opted for something in the middle. "great... you dress nice and now I look like a bum" jer says as we gather the few items to head out.
Today we are going to look at our first wedding location. Having never had a wedding I am at a complete loss on the whole thing. My mum called as I was leaving the house to tell me "dont forget the camera and take pictures so we can look at them when you get home." I actually feel a bit of excitement. THIS is what normal people do *giggle*. I have seen a few people in the middle of planning and they have pictures of different places.
The conversation on the way there was a bit laggish but I couldnt help but to look over at Jer driving and thinking "This man is my best friend" and I could not imagine planning a wedding without him- its such a bonus that he is the one I am marrying.
When we got off the freeway I sat up and looked about. The area was crap. Hemet -when talked about in conversation- becomes a running joke of inbreeds. Its kinda back water home like with a GRIP of trailer parks and farm land but the farming areas arent the pretty rustic way. I craned my neck as we entered this city and it had that feeling of being left behind in childhood... you know that feeling? like the buildings are all old Brady's style and have gone thru wear and tear like crazy and yet years later they are the same buildings only completely run down and people dont seem to notice? I blinked over at Jer. "yeah... its amazing to think there is a pretty little oasis somewhere in this city where people get married." and he's right. There have been a few weddings I have gone to that on the way there I would look around and think "what the hell? what are the bride & groom thinking?" and then you turn a corner and there off a long hidden road is this massive little garden of eden. Green and lush but tucked neatly away from all the desert and dry areas surrounding it. A hidden secret.
Okay.... so we are looking for one of those hidden places I think, trying to keep my eyes peeled.
We pass miles and miles of trailer parks. Bend hanger wire atenas poking up over cement walls and attached to a very faded and metal trailers below. I do not like the way everything is so pressed together. How are they gonna have a little hidden secret when all the trailer home areas are packed closely together. I have NEVER in my life seen a whole city of these parks... there isnt a house amongst them. down a side road to another.. more trailers. WAY up in the distance on the right side I see large roof lines. Finally!! its the roof tops one would see on a mansion, circular and wide- A tiny pointy thing at the tops. "that has to be it" I tell jer.
as we get closer and the building comes into view... its another fricken trailer park but I suppose this is the main building or something. Totally awkward sitting out there BUT directly across the street on the left is a large black iron fence holding in a grip of trees and green area. The fence is rolled open like some sort of Graceland. There is an over sized 3D butterfly attached to one of the iron poles making me feel like Im alice in wonderland but I tell myself "okay.. you cant veto a place due to one decortive blunder." I need to keep an open mind.
AS we roll into the gates one can see the house and the circular drive but what draws my eye is these 3 treehouse things on the right in a large tree. One is cute, the second is kinda hogpodge but the 3rd looks like it could be some poor persons house with misalined doors and real windows. "whoa... is that the honeymoon suite" I joke and Jer adds "kinda creepy".
We no sooner park the car and get out, walking up the drive to the house, then I am thinking This is a HUGE no! ... again TRYING to remind myself to keep an open mind but the opening somehow keeps getting smaller.
Not only is this NOT a hidden oasis but it screams AWKWARDLY OUT OF PLACE and trying to blend in. Its the big fat hippo trying to hide behind a stick of a tree.
we ring the bell to get no answer so we let ourselves in. The door was open and only a screen (with a small hole) stood between us. I was instantly appauled at the chairs. Its hard to explain. The house itself was suppose to look like an old fashion country home with wrap around porch, a balcony, tiny white lights but actually standing there inside it- it seemed more like a box home someone put together. They got the inside stairwells perfect, they circled the entire second floor and looked down upon the living room area.
Then everything went haywire. The main floor seemed gutted and in its place was a sunkin room with an array of mix matched fluffy recliner chairs, a bar off to the far right. The chairs werent even facing each other. I looked at the wall paper and made a face... it was that cheap country flower looking pattern and even the seems on the paper didnt match up.
I will give these people credit and say you can tell they really thought they made a dream like wedding location, they werent trying to cheat people out of anything however when they aimed for the home comfort zone they feel over to the side of tacky with a touch of creepy.
Jer leaned in "see anything you like" we both stand there still unwelcomed in the silent room and I glances at the upper floors and tried to avoid pealing the seems of wall paper. (open mind) "no... I dont like this place" "me neither...." we waited another minute.. still no one greeted us (and we had an appointment) "no one has seen us yet... we can make a run for it." Jer whispers. I think on it.. I beg mentally for him to be serious and not joking as I want this out. "okay" "quick... go ... run for it...now"
we turn quickly and escape out the door we just came thru. we were walking fast and trying to be silent at the same time. Sneaking AWAY from the wedding location. I think we were both halfway expecting the asian woman to come running out after us "you wait! You have 'pointment!" desperate for customers.
glancing around as we walked with speed I couldnt help but to point to this mini door way in the side of the house... inside it stood a statue of a dog.. there was no back to the covish like doorway.. it could be a midgets enterance. "what the hell is THAT!?" I hiss. "dont know... creepy... keep moving" I have to give Jer 'props' for stopping to open my car door and getting me inside like a gentle man. He's opening the door and half way shoving me in when I hit my boob on the top of the door and fold in pain. "sorry babe... hurt on the ride home... (a quick kiss) sorry" he says slamming the door and dashing to his side- keys already in the 'incert' postion. haha
We commented a few more times on the weird tree houses on the way out of the gate as they appeared even more weird from the inside angle. We were in such a hurry to escape undetected that we almost missed our turn and did a super large half circle trying to get back on the right road.
Today we are going to look at our first wedding location. Having never had a wedding I am at a complete loss on the whole thing. My mum called as I was leaving the house to tell me "dont forget the camera and take pictures so we can look at them when you get home." I actually feel a bit of excitement. THIS is what normal people do *giggle*. I have seen a few people in the middle of planning and they have pictures of different places.
The conversation on the way there was a bit laggish but I couldnt help but to look over at Jer driving and thinking "This man is my best friend" and I could not imagine planning a wedding without him- its such a bonus that he is the one I am marrying.
When we got off the freeway I sat up and looked about. The area was crap. Hemet -when talked about in conversation- becomes a running joke of inbreeds. Its kinda back water home like with a GRIP of trailer parks and farm land but the farming areas arent the pretty rustic way. I craned my neck as we entered this city and it had that feeling of being left behind in childhood... you know that feeling? like the buildings are all old Brady's style and have gone thru wear and tear like crazy and yet years later they are the same buildings only completely run down and people dont seem to notice? I blinked over at Jer. "yeah... its amazing to think there is a pretty little oasis somewhere in this city where people get married." and he's right. There have been a few weddings I have gone to that on the way there I would look around and think "what the hell? what are the bride & groom thinking?" and then you turn a corner and there off a long hidden road is this massive little garden of eden. Green and lush but tucked neatly away from all the desert and dry areas surrounding it. A hidden secret.
Okay.... so we are looking for one of those hidden places I think, trying to keep my eyes peeled.
We pass miles and miles of trailer parks. Bend hanger wire atenas poking up over cement walls and attached to a very faded and metal trailers below. I do not like the way everything is so pressed together. How are they gonna have a little hidden secret when all the trailer home areas are packed closely together. I have NEVER in my life seen a whole city of these parks... there isnt a house amongst them. down a side road to another.. more trailers. WAY up in the distance on the right side I see large roof lines. Finally!! its the roof tops one would see on a mansion, circular and wide- A tiny pointy thing at the tops. "that has to be it" I tell jer.
as we get closer and the building comes into view... its another fricken trailer park but I suppose this is the main building or something. Totally awkward sitting out there BUT directly across the street on the left is a large black iron fence holding in a grip of trees and green area. The fence is rolled open like some sort of Graceland. There is an over sized 3D butterfly attached to one of the iron poles making me feel like Im alice in wonderland but I tell myself "okay.. you cant veto a place due to one decortive blunder." I need to keep an open mind.
AS we roll into the gates one can see the house and the circular drive but what draws my eye is these 3 treehouse things on the right in a large tree. One is cute, the second is kinda hogpodge but the 3rd looks like it could be some poor persons house with misalined doors and real windows. "whoa... is that the honeymoon suite" I joke and Jer adds "kinda creepy".
We no sooner park the car and get out, walking up the drive to the house, then I am thinking This is a HUGE no! ... again TRYING to remind myself to keep an open mind but the opening somehow keeps getting smaller.
Not only is this NOT a hidden oasis but it screams AWKWARDLY OUT OF PLACE and trying to blend in. Its the big fat hippo trying to hide behind a stick of a tree.
we ring the bell to get no answer so we let ourselves in. The door was open and only a screen (with a small hole) stood between us. I was instantly appauled at the chairs. Its hard to explain. The house itself was suppose to look like an old fashion country home with wrap around porch, a balcony, tiny white lights but actually standing there inside it- it seemed more like a box home someone put together. They got the inside stairwells perfect, they circled the entire second floor and looked down upon the living room area.
Then everything went haywire. The main floor seemed gutted and in its place was a sunkin room with an array of mix matched fluffy recliner chairs, a bar off to the far right. The chairs werent even facing each other. I looked at the wall paper and made a face... it was that cheap country flower looking pattern and even the seems on the paper didnt match up.
I will give these people credit and say you can tell they really thought they made a dream like wedding location, they werent trying to cheat people out of anything however when they aimed for the home comfort zone they feel over to the side of tacky with a touch of creepy.
Jer leaned in "see anything you like" we both stand there still unwelcomed in the silent room and I glances at the upper floors and tried to avoid pealing the seems of wall paper. (open mind) "no... I dont like this place" "me neither...." we waited another minute.. still no one greeted us (and we had an appointment) "no one has seen us yet... we can make a run for it." Jer whispers. I think on it.. I beg mentally for him to be serious and not joking as I want this out. "okay" "quick... go ... run for it...now"
we turn quickly and escape out the door we just came thru. we were walking fast and trying to be silent at the same time. Sneaking AWAY from the wedding location. I think we were both halfway expecting the asian woman to come running out after us "you wait! You have 'pointment!" desperate for customers.
glancing around as we walked with speed I couldnt help but to point to this mini door way in the side of the house... inside it stood a statue of a dog.. there was no back to the covish like doorway.. it could be a midgets enterance. "what the hell is THAT!?" I hiss. "dont know... creepy... keep moving" I have to give Jer 'props' for stopping to open my car door and getting me inside like a gentle man. He's opening the door and half way shoving me in when I hit my boob on the top of the door and fold in pain. "sorry babe... hurt on the ride home... (a quick kiss) sorry" he says slamming the door and dashing to his side- keys already in the 'incert' postion. haha
We commented a few more times on the weird tree houses on the way out of the gate as they appeared even more weird from the inside angle. We were in such a hurry to escape undetected that we almost missed our turn and did a super large half circle trying to get back on the right road.