Home again, home again, jigitty, jig

Hey, that's not how you cut the cake!!

The handsome groom. . .

Seung Hee in her Korean wedding dress

Morris's new family in their apartment in Queens. Everytime I said smile they all laughed. Hmm. . . .do you think smile could have another meaning in Korean???

Thanks Alon for most of the pictures!! Here is the happy couple with parents and brother Jake.

We have been home for 3 days. And I am finally sitting down to blog. Morris and Seung Hee's wedding was beautiful. Everyone was happy and had fun--thanks to Steven!!

We met most of the people that Mo works with. We met professor's who had both Mor and Seung Hee in their classes. We heard that they were wonderful, fabulous, incredible. We already knew that!

Seung Hee wore a dress designed and made by one of her bridesmaids who was/is a student at Parson's school of design. Her dress looked like a gorgeous flower with petals cascading down to the ground.

Then, at the reception she wore a traditional Korean wedding outfit. It was so beautiful. We ate Korean food. The entrees never stopped coming. Such a meal you can hardly imagine. Finally when the happy couple walked up to the Roosevelt hotel, Mo in his tux, with his traditional Korean bride, the staff immediately comp'ed them a suite for the night!

Seung Hee's mom and brother were great. Despite any language barrier we had lots of fun as you may notice in the pictures that I posted on Picassaweb. Jake designs interactive games. He has to be fun, right?

Ari and Alon were absolutely incredible. We invaded like barbarians entering Rome. Mike and I, Megan, Maren, Graham, Elysee, often Steven, Melia, and Taryn all camped in their home, coming and going on different schedules, disrupting life. . . .but life went on. Nola and Talia went to school, Ari ran the business, Alon and Steven worked; and all the while they made us feel welcome and happy.

We nearly missed our flight coming home. But Southwest was great. If only they flew into NYC instead of Long Island. Their airport is in Islyp, but they pronounce it Iceland. Freezing! Thanks to Alon's driving and his persuasive personality they let us on the flight even tho we arrived 15 minutes before take off with luggage to check and no computer check in.

Now that we're home things seem pretty quiet. We were planning to go to California to celebrate my sister Merrilyn's birthday next Friday. But, Merrilyn decided they couldn't manage such a crowd. Since we had just spent a week in the thick of it we totally understand!!

Happy Birthday tomorrow to Becky. Time keeps on slipping, slipping into the future. Lucky thing too. We aren't ready for it to stop! Well. Monday we'll be in Phoenix for a hearing with the Veteran's Administration. Always something.

Have a nice weekend. We will too!