Just heard about Prop 8 results. woo hoo!
The trip over was uneventful. We got there a half-hour late. I thought chococynic would be mad, but they were also late. Only the photographer and my sister (plus husband and kids) was there on time. The rest of us were a comfortable half hour late. Oy. Well, aside from sister + fam being upset, hot and tired, nothing really was wrong.
The photographer decided that instead of taking bride-groom photos near the beautiful artwork (it was at a friggin' sculpture garden!), he'd take it by random trees and bodies of water. At one point, chococynic, a.k.a., the bride, said, "That is my favorite sculpture in the whole place. It would be great to take a photo there." So the photographer sent his assistant to take a photo of it. Without us. He also insisted that her name was Rachel (and argued
We'll see how the photos come out, but it's a shame that we don't get much of the sculpture recorded (maybe there are copyright issues with that anyway?).
So we walk around in the hot hot heat mostly under shade (still too hot for all of us) taking photos, being posed, and arguing about the whole Rachel/chococycnic thing.
Then we took family photos which the photographer wanted to take inside. My brother-in-law said, "Why not outside?" Good call! So we all went outside and took some more photos. It wasn't so bad, really.
My nieces really loved the peacocks and peahens which roamed the garden freely. It was mating season, so they'd call out every so often. They really seemed to respond to kid voices. "Mom! I said hello and he said hello back!"
When we finished taking photos, we headed inside for our tisches.