APARTMENT TOUR

See the latest footage of our new domicile!

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HOW IT WENT DOWN

The dirt behind the whole engagement story - we promise it will be funny.

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MAKE IT WORK

The girls of downtown hostel go glam with an ANTM fashion shoot at a hoe-down.

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THANKSGIVING in SF 2007

Photos from the annual feast at Neuman's Winter Lodge.

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Thursday, June 12, 2008

Save the Date

After months of deliberating we've set down some of the information.

We're getting married on Sunday June 28, 2009 (note the year) at Temple Beth Israel in Portland, Or. Wedding reception to follow at the Governor Hotel's Hertiage Ballroom. Pack your tuxes people, it's black tie optional.

Posted at 1:54 PM |

Monday, March 31, 2008

The Registry Begins

We're currently registered with these fine retailers:


William-Sonoma
Pottery Barn
Crate & Barrel

Posted at 4:07 PM |

Thursday, March 20, 2008

Things come together

In the past few months Yelena and I have run through seemingly endless permutations of our potential wedding. Some things are set, like Yelena's gown - more things are not.

Here's what we know:
1. The wedding is 90 percent positively going to be in Portland
2. Summer 2009 (Sometime between June 2009 and August 2009)
3. Sit down dinner
4. I'm designing the invites
5. The Rabbi

Still to be determined:
1. Location of the ceremony/party
2. Cake
3. Tuxes
4. Everything else

Posted at 11:35 AM |

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

The Proposal

Before this all gets too cobwebby I'm putting it down in words. My plan was simple: Get Yelena away from the family for a "date night" in San Francisco, have dinner, head to the Embarcadero ice rink, skate romantically in circles, stop to tie skate and voila - pop the question. In theory this sounds great and Josh helpfully offered a rather cheesy line, "look at this piece of ice I just found," that I would never have used.

In actuality the proposal went something like this: We took BART into the city and emerged at the Embarcadero to early for dinner. The ice skating rink was a bust: filled to capacity with shrieking kids and corny music (The Poynter Sisters' "I'm so excited," really?) so I suggested a walk through the ferry building and along the bay.

The full moon was rising over the Bay Bridge and reflecting on the water and I thought it was a perfect excuse to distract Yelena. She went up against the rail, took a picture and while I handed her the camera I pretended to tie my shoe (the one remaining part of Plan A). When she looked up I was holding the ring and on one knee.

"Yelena, will you marry me," I asked.

The response was surprising.

"Where the hell did you get that," she replied.

"Is that a yes?"

Posted at 1:04 PM |