He's to blame

Yes it's true. After a lifetime of each of us saying "Marriage for me? I think not!" James & I are eating our words and reveling in the cliche's. This past Autumn after a sort of botched but insanely perfect dual apple-orchard proposal apparently set to reverb it's a fact. This walleye's getting hitched!
This loveliest of men will (try) to make an honest gal out of me and I couldn't be more thrilled. I've always thought- if you are going to fall prey to the marriage way, it better be to a gorgeously handsome, warm, intelligent wonder who will fill your adventure with truth, the best dramas and a lifetime of gourmet love.
And three cheers for a brimming party in Buffalo.
September 2007 style!
Between his chef-ery, my paperie & the jewelry- making-box that is our living room this whole weddng planning bit should be a breeze. Sure. Famous last words!
