Michael and Karen's Open House

OK... so when I was first divorced in 1998, I laid awake at night and wondered how I'd ever decide between Ned and Marty. I was sure that both of them would want to marry me now that I was on the market. Imagine my surprise when neither one of them proposed to me. We did manage to make a lot of fun memories and enjoy our friendship over the past 10 years. Here's a picture of Ned and Marty and their wives. Ned married Miriam in 2006. Marty married Marjorie in 2007, I married Michael in 2008 so if our fourth Musketeer follows suit, Diane will get a spouse whose name starts with M in 2009.



I think we belong on the cover of a magazine.
Move over Brangelina and Bennifer. It's Kaichael.










Even the birds came to celebrate. Or maybe celebath.












This is photographic evidence that I crack this man up. I love it. He thinks I'm funny and I don't have to explain my jokes to him. He's so clever.











My friend Judy let us have the party in her beautiful yard. The kids loved playing on the swings, and the people were fed circus animal cookies, Pulled pork sandwhiches, and a variety of delicious cake and nutritious cake. (Carrot cake is considered a vegetable serving right?)

Wedding traditions

I managed to get most of it in his mouth and save a dab for his schnoz. The Schnebly Schnoz. (used for schniffing schmells and schuch.)

I didn't even have Wheaties for breakfast and still I managed to huck the bouquet so high that it's out of the picture frame. Luckily no one lost an eye, and no birds were knocked out of the air.

My cute niece Caitlin managed to pry the bouquet away from limp wrists Diane.

The honeymoon getaway car.

Jared was really surprised when I told him that he wasn't going to Vegas with us.

More Wedding pics

Here's some more pictures from our wedding day. It was a miracle day. When I woke up Saturday morning to rain and dark skies, I didn't panic... I prayed. As you can see, the storm passed and we had beautiful sunshine. I LOVED my flowers. Thanks to Judy, Nancy, Diane, Jennie, Caitlin, Lorena, and Susan for helping with the flowers. Especially to Judy! Even a tomboy like me knows that those were spectacular flowers! Thanks!!






I found my little cow cake topper online. I thought it was cute and was totally me. It's a little groom whispering into his brides ear. I'm sure he's telling her that he'll love her for-heifer. Bah hah.
Here's the happy couple checking out a photo album from Mom and Dad Dopp. They went to one-hour photo and printed off pics from the wedding. Thanks folks! Loved it!

An introspective glimpse into the most fascinating and secret parts of my personality... or simply... what makes me tick..(in mosaic form)

The Questions:
1. What is your first name?
2. What is your favorite food?
3. What high school did you go to?
4. What is your favorite color?
5. Who is your celebrity crush?
6. Favorite drink?
7. Dream vacation?
8. Favorite dessert?
9. What you want to be when you grow up?
10. What do you love most in life?
11. One Word to describe you.
12. Your flickr name.





The mosaic represents my answers:
1. Karen (A village in Thailand)
2. CHEESE (Aren't the grilled cheese sandwhich earrings hilarious?)
3. Kamiakin High School
4. Yellow
5. Jeffrey Dean Morgan
6. Diet Coke w/lime
7. A whale watching adventure
8. Gelato
9. A writer (of Shel Silverstein type poems)
10. Playing cards w/ my family
11. Anorexic
12. Schnebly

I forgot to mention another one of the tasks. I had to go into a cell phone store and try and sell them my cell phone. That was my least favorite task. I hate salespeople!!

Diane, your creativity astounds me! I can't wait to throw you your Dodgy Hen party!

Love your guts!!!

The Dodgy Hen party tasks

The people at the Red Robin actually asked for an encore!

The "Dodgy" Hen Party

When I was in England a year or so ago, I had the opportunity to attend a Hen party...sort of a bachelorette party. I mentioned to my bestest bud Diane that I wanted to have one of those. But then I changed my mind when I remembered how horrifying the hen party really was. They had the gal go into pubs and sell her kisses to earn money for the honey moon. When I thought about that, I realized that I'd probably only earn money if men paid me NOT to kiss them. Despite my protests... Diane planned the hen party! She dressed me up in funny clothes. (Not really, I had already dressed myself... she just made me wear leis and and a sparkly tiara.) Then I got to parade around the mall and do funny things Diane had pre-printed up on little slips. I got to hug a stranger's boyfriend, serenade strangers at a Restaurant and tell a fairy tale to more strangers. I also had to dance at the movie theater, but luckily a Security Guard told us we couldn't take any more pictures in the mall... so there's no photographic evidence.

OK OK... We're still alive!!

Well, here's a smidge of some of the pics from the beautiful day. I have many many more to post... and fun stories to write about. Alas... I cannot. I have to go pack for Girl's Camp!

Be patient...I'll be back.