June 2, 1990

We were lucky (and thrilled) to be married in Fort Wayne - 19 years ago today.

Married at the Cathedral of the Immaculate Conception by Monsignor Lester. Reception at the Fort Wayne Chamber of Commerce.

Photography by Michael's. Cake by Richard's Bakery. Flower's made by a friend of the family - purchased locally. Additional flower's purchased at Moring's Flowers and Gifts. Catering from a local group (name escapes me).

My wedding dress and the bridesmaid dresses were purchased from some place downtown - name escapes me - will need to dig through my stuff to find that one out. Tuxes rented locally. Horse and carriage (later switched out to a limo because of lightening) provided by local company.

Can you tell? I loved relying on local businesses to help me with all of the details of my wedding. No chains - with the exception of the Tux people - were a part of my wedding.

I wonder if couples getting married now in Fort Wayne - still use local businesses for their happy day.

Oh - and happy 19 years to my loving husband.

18 Years, 1 Son, 5 Guinea Pigs, and 2 Goldfish Later....

18 years ago today, I woke up at my apartment (Shoaff Park Villas), underwent major hair construction (my hair was half-way down my back - it was all twisted and pinned up - thanks to Bobbi, my stylist), threw on a bitchin' pink wedding dress, and went to Cathedral of the Immaculate Conception to meet up with the man I would marry (Mr. Michael Todd Henry).

Okay, the dress - I waited to put on until I got there.

In a roomful of hundreds of people, with Monsignor Lester officiating , I promised to stick it out with this other human being for as long as we both so lived.

And so far - so good.

That picture up there was from our reception - held at the one and only Fort Wayne Chamber of Commerce.

I'm pretty sure our freak friend - Daron (and best man)- stood in front of us with a camera and insisted we suck face for a picture or he wouldn't go away (thus - this picture you see).

P.S. We only have three guinea pigs now. The other two died over time. The gold fish also met their maker. The dog is new - and lives (or should I say - runs our household). My son Ethan is 13 and I'm positive that he re-defines what parenthood is all about :).