Sunday, February 21, 2010

Does this sound kosher to you?

Amanda had yet another productive wedding planning trip home to Wisconsin last weekend. I felt my weekend was equally productive, however mine involved less wedding bells and more soap suds and sponges :)

Besides hand making all of the invitations with her mom and several bridesmaids, she also found our musicians and planned most of the music with them. The way she found them was rather unconventional – but when you’re planning a wedding from such a long distance you need to get a little creative. She was at her parents’ church Sunday morning where there was a small musical performance. After the service, Amanda boldly introduced herself to both a trumpet player and a violinist and quickly proceeded to ask what their plans were for July 30th of this year. The trumpet player (and vocalist) agreed almost immediately and he and Amanda spent the afternoon picking songs and talking about plans for the ceremony. So, while we don’t have a strong personal connection to this artist, Amanda did already hear him perform and was impressed.

Staying behind in D-town while Amanda was away, I took advantage of the opportunity to roll up my sleeves and clean house… literally! I reached a new high of male domestication with this; the second half of my valentine’s gift to Amanda. She was delighted to return home to a clean bedroom, kitchen, and bathroom - yes, I even scrubbed the toilet and shower! In case you’re wondering… I’m not planning on renting out my cleaning services just yet – I’ve got plenty of work to keep me busy for now, between the new house and Amanda’s apartment :)

Sounds kosher to me!

Monday, February 8, 2010

An early Valentine :)

Since Amanda will be heading home this coming weekend to take care of some more wedding business, we decided to officially celebrate Valentine's day on Friday (and unofficially every other day of the year).

Since I'm terrible at keeping secrets, and Amanda doesn't like having secrets kept from her, I told her to keep Friday evening open but didn't actually plan anything until that morning. Where else would you look to find a good idea for a date but craigslist, right? So I found some tickets for a wine tasting, dinner and theatre production, and arranged to pick them up after work. The play didn't particularly have a Valentine theme, but I figured it would work anyway.

I left work a little late to be able to pick up the tickets before meeting Amanda and heading downtown, so we had to pick them up on the way. After a seemingly shady, yet smooth transaction with the seller of the tickets (he met me on a street corner, but it was a nicer part of town...), Amanda saw the tickets and started to piece together where we were going. I was still a little skeptical at this point whether or not the tickets were real, or some high quality reproduction made with an expensive printer.

Thankfully, we were admitted into the tasting and dinner. It was a delicious meal with a knowledgeable host who explained many things about various wines. We faked our way as we talked about the various components of each wine, as did the other amateur couples seated at our table! Then came the interesting part – the play…

Our tickets said wine tasting and play, however everyone else at the dinner had a separate ticket to get into the play. Acting completely ignorant (which wasn’t hard to pull off since this wasn’t far from the truth), we approached the box office staff and said that we paid for the dinner and play, but that we didn’t have the tickets for the play. They kindly printed off tickets for some of the best seats in the house – honestly, we were front and center!

After the play we began thinking that we might have just gotten a little more than we paid for. The play was extremely well done – like, we’re talking almost Broadway quality! It would have been a reasonable deal if we had only gotten to do the wine tasting and dinner (which apparently was all that we were supposed to have done!). We got home and looked up how much the tickets should have cost, and let’s just say that we paid one fourth as much – oops!