It all happened when…
February 15th, 2006Well, hmmmm, where to start? Okay I guess I will start a month back… don’t be scared, I am going to try not to ramble too much. Glenn and I started talking seriously about getting married. We have been talking about it for about a year, just very casually though. So, about four weeks ago, Glenn and I were playing a little sunset golf at the spa/resort. The setting sun was casting a beautiful pink hue through the sky. Glenn turned to me and said, “You know, I didn’t bring you out here just to go golfing… I brought you here to ask you to marry me.” It was beautiful. We were out having fun, enjoying each other’s company, soaking in another picture perfect sunset. So, then he told me that he had made arrangements for us to stay at the resort. He had already checked in and had a cold six-pack waiting in the refrigerator. We sat on our private porch overlooking the ocean and the still setting sun and toasted to a life of happiness.

These are some pictures of the spa, including a view from our room at the resort looking toward the spa.
So, Glenn had already been to the mayor’s office and had taken care of all the paperwork needed (for those of you who know Glenn, you truly understand what an amazing feat it was for Glenn to be so organized). We submitted our application for a marriage license the following week and they told us they would contact us when the paperwork had gone through. So, two and a half weeks ago, the mayor’s office called (it was a Tuesday ) and said that we had an appointment the following day at 10:30. Say what!!!!!!! Woah, we need a little more notice than that!!! Glenn told them that that didn’t work for us and asked if it was possible to change. They told him we could do it that afternoon (meaning, Tuesday!) So, after work we went down to the mayor’s office and asked if we could please have the ceremony on Friday, thankfully he agreed. So the date was set, Friday at 4 pm. We let our families know what was happening and they were all very excited for us. So, I need to make a side note here… Glenn and I just took care of the license - the legally binding portion of marriage. If we didn’t take care of the license now he would have been forced to leave due to Saipan’s immigration laws. That being said, we fully plan to see you all in Montana (hopefully this summer) to join us in a wedding celebration. Okay, so, back to two weeks ago. We were discussing what we wanted to do Friday night. Glenn and I were thinking that dinner out with friends sounded nice. So, we started a list of everyone we wanted to invite. Well, the list was at 35 and we decided that dinner at a restaurant probably wasn’t feasible. So, we decided on a BBQ at our place. I sent out a mass email inviting all my Saipan friends. My dear friend Meghan called me on Thursday and asked if I wanted a wedding cake. I told her that that kind of fuss was really not necessary. She said that she and Rhonda really wanted to make one for us (Rhonda is a midwife whose former career was a wedding cake maker). Well, they didn’t make just one cake, they made three. They were chocolate cakes with a layer of raspberry puree. Delicious! The cake was so moist. We had a great party. Forty four people showed up! My roommate even planned a point in the night to play a song for Glenn and I to dance to. There was so much food, beer and wine for days, and plenty of laughter and merriment. Gypsy even found something really nasty and rank to roll in about five minutes before people started arriving at the house. I guess she felt like putting on some perfume for the special event. Damn that dog! So, Glenn and I got hitched. Now we are living the married life. It isn’t any different than before, except now I introduce him as “my husband” which always makes me giggle a little. I hope you all ared doing well; see you in Montana!











