happy birthday jackie

Ok, it's a bit tardy but we've been having computer issues...

On May 2nd we celebrated Jackie's birthday with a yummy dinner at The Smith.



And then some bowling at The Gutter.

Where Omar grossed everyone out with some X-rated images.




Happy Birthday, Jackie!

a moment in time

You know, if I hadn't already found the man who I love with all my heart, I might have to confess my undying love for Whitney and Jesse - two of the most creative, interesting and wonderful people I've ever met. Sometimes you run across one of those gems. But to find two of them - together. They're special. Not in a short bus kind of way but in a way that makes you lose your breath for a moment. Makes you want to move to Georgia to stalk them. Ok, now I'm sounding unhealthy - moving on.

These two took a moment that meant the world to us and enabled us to relive it in perfect clarity for the rest of our lives. We owe them our first born. Or maybe a home-cooked dinner which I'd be happy to deliver any minute they showed up in New York. Hell, I'd go down to Atlanta to deliver it if they want. All you have to do is ask guys.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

(click on "view images and order prints" to see the full set)

photo thanks to tung

the calm before the storm

We hit the ground running when we arrived in San Miguel de Allende. My parents, Thom, Tung and I spent the first evening putting together the guest bags. We set out early the next morning to deliver them...


We also had to pick up all the liquor for the rehearsal dinner and wedding reception. As we found out, it's no small task getting all the specific items we wanted in Mexico.


Thankfully Haverly brought the biggest bottle of Jack Daniels she could carry. A saint, that one.

With the two big tasks taken care of we were able to relax a bit with friends as they arrived in SMA. That's Andy with the "baby" margarita. It's actually a normal size drink - just looks tiny in proportion.





The next day we had organized a day trip for everyone that was in town... There was something vaguely camp-like about being on a bus with all your friends and family. Not that I ever went to camp but I imagine it was like that.

Pottery in Dolores Hidalgo

Thom and his huge sunglasses. Thank goodness he sat on those. If he hadn't - I would've done it myself.





Helado in a million flavors. Avocado was my favorite.




After a long day of trooping around we all got cleaned up for "welcome cocktails" at Gallo Restaurant.
After cocktails we went to Planta Baja for more cocktails and a little food.




Omar's superfine hat made the rounds all weekend...



I'm not sure what is happening in this picture but Omar sure is good at making faces.

See?





And wherever we go we bring the dancing.


many of these pictures thanks to omar

it's easy being green

Last weekend, encouraged by the warmer weather, we went to the nursery and bought some green for the backyard.

Including a whole range of herbs, peppers, kale and tomatoes.
To be honest, Thom did most of the work but a few other people pitched in as well.

After a long day of labor we headed out to Barcade to unwind.


Now we have a whole summer to enjoy our beautiful backyard. Hopefully some yummy goodies to add to the BBQ too...

a hard day's night

Some of us took quick naps, others played a little rockband to be alive enough for dinner...

Brothers Armstrong

...and Tung.

But still a little dead from the long day. Ok, maybe more than a little. Thom looks like he's about to kill someone. Kinda tough, no?

Dinner was at Beast and very yummy.

snips and snails and puppy dog tails

While the girls were getting painted and stuffing our faces the boys were having their own kind of fun.

Of course some of the boys were hurting a bit from the festivities the night before. First the boys watched some soccer and then headed off to the Brooklyn Brewery.

Tony deep in thought.

Still deep in thought. And is Tung sleeping there?

Dirk bleary-eyed and bewildered.

Mike - who looks more awake than others - but it's an illusion.

See now, I'm not sure if Matt is sleepy here or trying to look sexy. Maybe he's just preparing to give me a chin-kiss, which is a regular occurrence.



And with lots of beer comes cards.



Oh and more beer.

Proof that Thom's so friggin' married.

Nope. Not cheating on me. Not cheating on me at all. I guess it's better than the alternative.

Omar's intense.
Very intense.


Brothers. Not Donnelly but it'll do.

After much beer (and pizza) was had they headed over to The Gutter for bowling.



And finally they dragged themselves over to barcade for a few games.
Sorry to disappoint, folks, but things were pretty tame all around. That is - unless I missed all those sordid stripper pictures.


All pics thanks to Omar.