Wedding Details

I had a great time (mostly) working on the details for the wedding.  The collage will expand if you click on it.  Here is a description of each, starting at the top left:

1. License plate place cards - for a full explanation on why license plates were key part of the reception decor, click here.  The short version: Danny and I are competitive dorks.
2. Champagne glasses, nope; Pilsner beer glasses instead, courtesy of my Mom.
3. I loved the creativity of our photographer using our rings on the Colorado license plate that was at our sweetheart table.
4. The Killmer-Pechie Press Special (Lone) Edition
5. Delaware is hands down the most boring license plate and it is HARD to find.  Just behind the plate you can see the lanterns that were a last minute find for our centerpieces (phew!).
6. My beloved cake pops - the bride and groom were our topper!
7. The "something blue" was my sparkly shoes.
8. My grandparents sent Tastykakes for all our guests as favors.
9. The Yttris gifted us with a baseball signed by each family member and Robin Ventura!
10. Denise and John gave us personalized jerseys that were used in our engagement shoot, and also served as our guest books.
11. Danny and I created tickets for the family/friends seated on the field.
12. Our flower girl, Celeste had a bucket instead of a basket; you can also see her beautiful shoes in the background.

The Spike Series: Inaugural Post

Hello, people, Spike here.  I last came to you in The Killmer-Pechie Press, but since that was an exclusive (read: one) edition, my Laurie said I could become a part of her blog on occasion.  She is looking for some kind of niche, and is hopeful that I can be it.  The only problem is, I have no idea what a "niche" is...  Oh well, I love my Laurie - so I am going to give it my best shot.

The picture above is not really my best work, but I was upset at being left alone with the man, and while the picture is a bit dated it also depicts this past week.  It has been kind of a rough week in my world right from the start when I was forced to wear this stupid hat. 

I do really like the woman in the picture though, that's Heather, she stays with me sometimes when the parents go away.  I don't like hats or clothes or pretty much anything that I am made to wear.  I digress. 

Next, my cousin Hulk came to stay with us for a couple days.  Hulk and I seem to have an understanding - we mind our own business.  I like him and all, but we do not have much in common other than we're both really cute; my hair is blond and my legs are short, his hair is black and legs are long.  Although, I do like to drink out of his water bowl, since it tastes better than mine; even though it comes from the same place (so Laurie says).  I was pretty sad when he left, but that was not even the low point.

No, the low point came on Friday morning when Laurie discovered red stuff in my eye.  She started freaking out, but I could not understand why.  I just wanted to play with my toy since that's what what I do when I am not snuggling.  Next thing I know we are at the eye doctor (which meant a VERY SCARY car ride - I do not like cars!).  I do like Dr. Hammond though, he calls me his favorite because he and I go way back.  The good doctor and the nice nurse lady (Maureen) told Laurie that I broke a blood vessel in my eyelid, but I should be just fine.  Phew - no special medicine required.  Laurie told me that I should ask Santa for some depth perception for Christmas so that I stop running into things.  Santa and I are tight, did you know that?  I have the evidence here to prove it.

Next week is not looking much better as I have to go to get my teeth cleaned on Wednesday (which means another car ride AND I do not like this vet as much).  Laurie thinks I don't know what's going on - but I am all over it, I am just putting on a brave front.  The day after the teeth cleaning is Thanksgiving.  I have been told not too hope for table scraps, but maybe I can convince the man to give me some fruit.  In case you ever want to give me some of yours, peaches are my favorite.

I think that is all I have to say for my inaugural post.  How did I do?  I will be back as soon as I have something new to report. 

Social Security Card Mishap, White Sox World Series Ring, Stitches, and a Fantasy Football Implosion

The title of this post is a summation of this three-day weekend.  In honor of Veteran's Day (bank closed), I took the day off to spend it with Danny.  Who knew it would turn into a day of rest (and Waffle Brothers!) following a crazy weekend.

At the beginning of last week I started the name change process (oh the horror) at the Social Security Office.  I arrived about 7 minutes after the office opened yet still waited just over an hour even though technically there were only three people ahead of me in my category.  Upon receiving my card on Friday afternoon, I promptly threw it in the dumpster.  Unfortunately I did not realize it until Saturday morning; by that time the garbage had been picked up.  No, I was not trying to tell Danny something in my actions, but perhaps Spike was since he was technically the reason I was throwing things into the dumpster.  I believe you can figure out what I was doing without spelling it out...

Saturday did take a turn for the better when Danny and I went to the Denver Rotary Club's Branch Rickey Award dinner that recognizes professionals in Major League Baseball for their exceptional community service.  The recipient this year was R.A. Dickey, knuckle-ball pitcher for the Mets was great to hear, but a past recipient, Roland Hemond (front-office for the Chicago White Sox) was my favorite part of the night.  Woody Paige of ESPN and the Denver Post was at the table next to us, but he left before I could ask him about the seemingly arbitrary scoring of Around the Horn; I digress.  At the end of the night, the event's founder introduced me to Roland Hemond as a die-hard White Sox fan.  He offered to let me take a picture wearing his World Series ring (one of two that he owns, but I did not care so much about the Diamondbacks ring)!  It was heavy and took up most of my thumb, but I sure had fun wearing it for a couple moments.

This brings us to Sunday - the day of stitches and an absolute implosion of BOTH my fantasy football teams!  The stitches were not for me, but I did get to drive Danny to the urgent care facility (after I called his insurance to find out which urgent care facilities we could go to).  He was very brave while getting five stitches in his hand after stabbing himself with a paring knife trying to core an apple.  While he assures me that it was not a cry for attention; I am not completely sure as a friend and I were just about to start a Hallmark Channel movie when he cut himself.  I am not kidding, it was pretty instantaneous...  Please draw your own conclusions.  Danny also had to assuage my concerns during a particularly narcissistic moment when I found myself crying because I was worried that I had not cared for him properly.  There are times that Danny deserves a medal for putting up with me.

Now to the football - I refuse to talk about my Bears other than to say neither male in the house helped me watch it on a delay.  In fact Danny was in bed while Spike snored on my lap - talk about defying gender stereotypes!  Anyway, I am in two fantasy football leagues, the family one and Danny's branch league.  Going into the weekend, I was in second place proudly contributing to the Killmer family domination, and a respectable fourth place after completely dismantling and then rebuilding my team in the work league.  Well, neither of my teams came close to breaking 100 points, in fact last I checked they were having trouble achieving 75 points.  If you are not familiar with fantasy football, this is NOT acceptable; especially if you are trying to make the playoffs.  Here's hoping that my teams turn themselves around on all football fronts.

Tomorrow (Tuesday), I will go to the DMV to get a new driver's license (definitely ready for a new picture); but an embarrassing phone call will also be made to the Social Security office to get yet another new card.  If the person sounds friendly, I may tell them the truth; if not, I will claim it never came.  Nobody said changing one's name is an easy process, but this is sheer ridiculousness!

All I Have to Say About the Election...

All I have to say about the election...VOTE! 

I am a (theoretically) licensed Government teacher, but I discovered that I do not enjoy covering a Presidential Election.  I did my student teaching during the Election of 2004 (George W. Bush defeating John Kerry).  Perhaps I am too non-confrontational for the current political landscape, which just feels like mudslinging and who can outspend the other.  I have also come to realize that living in a "battleground state" is not for the politically meek.  Oh my - the amount of money that has been spent on political ads in the Denver market has to be insane.  The candidates are everywhere - my television, radio, Pandora, even Hulu!  There is just no escaping it.

 

I will not use this forum to try to sway anyone's vote because let's be honest, I do not have that much power.  Plus it would be hypocritical since I have hidden more than a few of my Facebook friends for being "election over-posters."   What I do want to take a moment to talk about is our responsibility as Americans - to participate in the democratic process by voting!  This country was not built on complacency - if it was we would probably be drinking tea and eating crumpets with a toast "to the queen" on a regular basis.  We would also be sending our tax money to a monarchy without understanding why or how it is being used.  Remember the American Revolution battle-cry - "No taxation without representation"!   

It is especially important for women to vote both because we have had that right for less than 100 years (19th Amendment to the Constitution ratified in 1920), but also with the important women's rights issues that are at the forefront of this particular election.  Poor Susan B. Anthony and others have to be rolling over in their graves at the thought of the number of women who will not be casting their votes by Tuesday.

Now I am a registered member of a particular party, but that does not mean that I do not respect the other one.  With that being said, however, I am having a very hard time wrapping my head around the stance of the Romney-Ryan Campaign.  It makes me sick to my stomach to think that the important services that Planned Parenthood provides may no longer be available to women who need it.  I say services plural because it is not a one service organization.  It provides many valuable, potentially live-saving services to women; it does so much more than abortion related procedures.  Perhaps I have missed it, but what would take the place of PP if it were to close?  I have also been horrified by the number of people (men and women both) who are trying to tell other women what to do with their bodies should they be raped or violated.  I cannot believe that our God is one that would condone such an act let alone use it as a form of punishment.

President Obama's campaign/ideals are not above reproach either.  Do I think that he has all the answers?  Of course not.  

I just wish I knew when political parties became so polarizing.  I consider myself to be a moderate, and I do not think I am alone.  Yet those are not the candidates that are receiving the nominations, nor are those the campaigns that are being run.  I often feel as though voting for a candidate has become about picking between "the lesser of two evils".  Evil is such a strong word, but that is the expression.  It is not possible to find a candidate who represents everything that I believe in, and so I voted for the person that has a platform that I can get behind.

While I do not particularly enjoy politics, I respect the process.  I love the ideals on which this country was built on, and the people who helped create our system of government.  I respect your right to disagree with me, but I truly hope you will exercise your right and responsibility as a citizen of this country and VOTE.