Three Sisters
posted by Steve @ 11:30 AM
Weddingus Maximus
Marisol met Alan, or maybe Alan met Marisol. Stuff happened. Then they got married. The end. If anybody wants to get invited to this blog to put pictures from the wedding, rehearsal dinner, embarassing drunken college days up, email me. It would be super cool if these were pictures of Marisol and Alan from Portland, Oregon, but I'm not going to be a control freak and insist upon it. In fact, maybe it would be just dandy to have alternate Marisol-Alan. Hmm.
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- Kenny Hunter & Ricky
- Hunter
- Uncle Bob
- Chris and Alan
- Steve the realtor.
- Nick Rowe tamer of fire.
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1 Comments:
My son Hunter (this is Steve Rowe writing) came and told me that Marisol said I had to tell jokes. I said, "What do you mean?" He said that she wanted me to come back to the room where she was getting ready for the walk down the aisle. Sure enough, she was stressing, and thought that my brand of idiocy was the correct medicine. Glad I could help.
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