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Number sixty-seven on the list of things i never thought i'd be: Wedding photographer.
This list, admittedly, has lengthened considerably - or shortened, depending how you look at it - since i started talking my first longsuffering Chicago boss (there were two) into letting me take unpaid time off to sneak away and travel the world. I mean, like a week and a half at a time, almost every month. I still shake my head at that. Mercy Ships was also good for interesting new resume entries (helmsman, outreach leader, optical clinic staff, dental sterilizer....), although the nature of that work did pretty much remove the need to actually take time off in order to see the world. For most crewmembers, Mercy Ships was just one stop on their global itineraries anyway. But home in Brookfield was not a place i thought i'd be hauling out hidden talents. So yesterday was kind of a novelty. My parents' new pastor's son decided a week ago to get married, and since their family had just moved here the weekend before and was still living out of their boxes, my mom (who relishes this kind of challenge, in an interesting and rather sick kind of way) volunteered to completely orchestrate, cater, and serve the wedding and reception.
Now, this wasn't completely new territory for her; she did personally plot and execute an incredible entire wedding reception for, oh, a hundred and twenty or so last November for Katie and me. But she had less notice for this one - approximately four days, in fact - and, also, fewer staff. Katie was videographer, dishwasher, and appetizer table attendant; this left me with photographer, pasta chef, and wine steward, more or less. My mother, of course, masterminded these and everything else, right down to baking the wedding cake. It was all a smashing success. I'd show you a photo, but i'm a little unsure of the family's feelings about having their occasion up all over the internet. But if you're ever bored with the monotony of your everyday life, i would highly recommend checking out the whole wedding gig thing. It's worth a look.
This list, admittedly, has lengthened considerably - or shortened, depending how you look at it - since i started talking my first longsuffering Chicago boss (there were two) into letting me take unpaid time off to sneak away and travel the world. I mean, like a week and a half at a time, almost every month. I still shake my head at that. Mercy Ships was also good for interesting new resume entries (helmsman, outreach leader, optical clinic staff, dental sterilizer....), although the nature of that work did pretty much remove the need to actually take time off in order to see the world. For most crewmembers, Mercy Ships was just one stop on their global itineraries anyway. But home in Brookfield was not a place i thought i'd be hauling out hidden talents. So yesterday was kind of a novelty. My parents' new pastor's son decided a week ago to get married, and since their family had just moved here the weekend before and was still living out of their boxes, my mom (who relishes this kind of challenge, in an interesting and rather sick kind of way) volunteered to completely orchestrate, cater, and serve the wedding and reception.
Now, this wasn't completely new territory for her; she did personally plot and execute an incredible entire wedding reception for, oh, a hundred and twenty or so last November for Katie and me. But she had less notice for this one - approximately four days, in fact - and, also, fewer staff. Katie was videographer, dishwasher, and appetizer table attendant; this left me with photographer, pasta chef, and wine steward, more or less. My mother, of course, masterminded these and everything else, right down to baking the wedding cake. It was all a smashing success. I'd show you a photo, but i'm a little unsure of the family's feelings about having their occasion up all over the internet. But if you're ever bored with the monotony of your everyday life, i would highly recommend checking out the whole wedding gig thing. It's worth a look.
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