Last weekend was the first Labor Day weekend we’ve spent together in a couple years.  A three day weekend is super enticing for weddings since you get an automatic extra day off for your honeymoon, so Lori is usually shooting at least two days during these holidays, but not this time.  No weddings this weekend, instead we went to Jekyll so she could take pictures of Jill in a wedding dress.

During the beach portion of Lori’s shoot, God decided to let loose and pour rain on us, which is funny in hindsight, and kinda funny at the moment, but did suck.  Then it would stop for a couple minutes and we’d move down the beach and it’d start again, and stop again, and start again.  Kinda like that Red Light Green Light.

Monday morning we did get to enjoy the sunshine and walk to the beach.  We even walked around the hotel where we got married almost three years ago.  It’s pretty much exactly the same.  Makes us wonder if they still have roaches …

That I am not a cruel fiance! He was running up the stairs of the amphitheater and hanging off the side li . I was afraid he was going to fall! At least I went up the terrifying abandoned trail and went on the empty stage of the theater. I’m not tooooo bad of a wuss. Okay, yeah i am. He’s right! He’s right!

Let it be known that he’s right!

It was a wonderful day in Jekyll. We woke up to a red sunrise. We went back to sleep. We met with the awesome lady at our hotel about hosting the wedding there and basically we can do anything we want. It was so exciting to not be told “no!” We both feel good about this hotel. Yay for figuring things out!
And yay for Parrot Ice!

We went to Jekyll Island today, that drive sucks! But we did get alot done for the wedding. More to come on that later, but for now the really interesting stuff. Upon exploring the island we came across an amphitheater, which was on the map but looked like nobody had been back to it in years. O how I wish we could get married there, it’d be a giant play with sword fights and singing and chase scenes and people falling off balconies, but no, Lori says it’s not gonna happen. Phooey.

I got to run and jump and play and act like I was seven again. Poor Lori though, she’s stuck in adulthood and kept telling me I was going to get hurt and I should “come down from there”. Tsk Tsk Tsk Lori. But I still lover her.