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    Entries in wedding (2)

    Thursday
    Aug052010

    Friday Fish Wrap: August 5, 2010

    As you read this, I’m on my way back to the Bay Area, going to the author event with Peter Heller at the Book Passage in Corte Madera. I may be a complete acolyte of the electronic and digital age but I still love book stores, and the Book Passage is a gem, offering an author event almost weekly, writing seminars, conferences and so much more. I’m also taking a cooler, so to take better advantage of the Marin Farmers Market.

    As I return to Marin, I will be staying with my step-daughter and newly minted son-in-law. Michael, an aspiring writer, will be tagging along to Book Passage with me. The wedding, held last Saturday in Tiburon, at Servino’s, right on the waterfront was picture perfect. That’s my clever seque into the following photos:

    The father of the bride - he hasn’t seen the final bill yet. Fortunately, he has a drink in hand.

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    Sunday
    Dec062009

    Monday Musings: December 7, 2009

    Updated on Monday, December 7, 2009 at 09:38 by Registered Commentermavenandmeddler

    Hey, it’s my wedding anniversary today. Way back in 1987, we woke up one morning and decided that after nine years of being together it was time to go downtown to the Wedding Commissioners Office and do the deed. Mr. Maven chose December 7th in a desperate attempt to be funny. I told him that “a day that will live in infamy” was about as funny as a chapped behind.

    We went downtown anyway.

    True to our shared belief in keeping it all simple - perhaps to the point of annoying almost everybody else in the family - we did this completely on the spur of the moment. My lovely step-daughter was standing in the kitchen pouring a bowl of cereal when we came downstairs with the news. She had a test at UNR that day which she couldn’t miss. I called my Mother, over in Salt Lake City, to tell her what our plan for the day was.

    Neither of them were impressed with what we found so completely spontaneous and amusing. Mr. Maven and I went for coffee afterward.

    No, really … this was actually our wedding:

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