the proposal

So it's almost 2 a.m. I helped cook, decorated tables, made the (majority of the) wedding cake, photographed and put the whole cake together and iced it.

In return I had a Frenchman tell me I was a wonderful women when he saw me baking and icing the cake, insist I have a glass of wine when I was done; then when Noonan wouldn't stop saying how great I was he jokingly asked me to marry him. . . granted it is Noonans cousin and I think he's had quite a few glasses himself but it was still funny.

I've figured out the telephoto I borrowed from dad doesn't fit my camera and when my computer crashed I lost my Canon software so as of right now I can't download photos from my good camera. This is not a good camera joojoo trip :(

I'm exhausted and I have to get up in 4 hours to take pre-wedding photographs while the light is still good. Wish me luck.