Wedding Blog

Part 1

So we met in November 2003. Mr. Bee flew to southern California to visit me the first week of December, and we drove down to La Jolla/San Diego for 4 days. In retrospect it seems a little crazy that we went away for the weekend the second time we ever saw each other. But we’d been talking on the phone every day, including a record breaking 10 hour conversation, and it felt like we’d known each other forever. The weekend was relaxing and wonderful. Spending 4 days, 24 hours a day together without fighting is a good sign - we really got along.

I flew to New York to spend Christmas and New Year’s with Mr. Bee. We did all the couple-y things like go to Rockefeller Center, ice skate at Wollman Rink, romantic dinners and drinks out on the town. On Christmas Day we had tons of presents for each other. The first Christmas together as a couple is always so exciting. This was my favorite present - I’m a scrapbooker so Mr. Bee bought me a scrapbook and filled it with scrapbooking supplies…

A copy of this astrological chart Mr. Bee’s friend did for him before we met…

There’s a good story behind this chart. Before we met, Mr. Bee emailed his good friend:

“I am meeting a Xangan for drinks tomorrow night. It was meant to be casual, but as I called her to coordinate it occured to me that it felt very “date-y”. Hmm… should be interesting.”

Her response:

“I put up a chart for your meeting tonight (it will be significant if you were to wind up together… er don’t worry about this, it all goes on behind the scenes when you have an astrologer friend)”“This is the chart of a (good) accident, waiting to happen and it’s all about Venus. Love and money… I am very sorry, but I have no bad news for chart, okay? There is a major window of opportunity here. Use it!”

Basically it means that there were a lot of factors working in our favor from the day we were meeting, to the time, our birth sign compatibility, and something about a “harmonic convergence”. In other words, our “date” was gonna go unbelievably well. And boy was she ever right. She’s the same friend Mr. Bee called the day after we met to tell that he just met the woman he was going to marry.

Finally on the last page of the scrapbook, there were these stickers of a wedding dress.

The next time we would see each other later that month, Mr. Bee would fly out to LA to ask my parents for their permission to marry me…

To bee continued…