The Venue Menu: The Rejects

Ah ha hahahaha! Venue menu! ...I crack myself up (bet I'm the first one to ever think that up, too! ha).

Well clearly this post is all about the venue search. And oh, boy, what a search it was. I didn't realize when we started looking at venues 1) how crazy expensive places were and 2) how many venues were out there! Even with my specifics of having a non-religious outdoor venue, there were just so many options! Before we got to our top list, here are just a few we looked at:

1. Rejected Venue #1

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I found this venue before Mr. Chipmunk even popped the question. It was dreamy, old-worldly, on the Columbia River, and G-O-R-G-E-O-U-S. I still sigh a little bit every time I look at it. The one negative I knew in advance was that it was about 2 hours east of Portland...not super convenient for any of our relatives. I thought that might all be okay-- I mean, just look at that building! Look at that stone bridge! When I finally contacted them about rates, though, they were simply out of our budget. *sigh* 

2. Rejected Venue #2

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This one was right in the Portland area, so it would be convenient and close for most of our relatives in Oregon. When I contacted this venue, they were also way outside of our price point. I seemed to be hitting a similar chord...clearly our taste was more expensive than what we could truly afford! Time to start retooling the list, and looking at maybe slightly smaller venues.

3. Rejected Venue #3

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This beautiful Victorian style house is actually super close to us, and very convenient for in-state family members since it's just one hour south of Portland (most of our in-state family lives anywhere from 2 hours south to 1 hour west of Portland). When I called this venue in October, they were very affordable and flexible...but they had already booked our Sunday date of September 9, 2012. And most other September dates. And most late August dates. We thought about changing our date, but when we went to go visit the venue, we noticed that it's right on the corner of 2 very busy streets. And traffic noises were very noticeable from everywhere within the grounds. Plus, there was something about it being *so* close to home that made it a bit less exciting for us. But we did feel like we were getting closer with this one, so at least we were moving in the right direction!
 

How did you start to figure out your direction for your wedding venue? Did you go through numerous rejects like we did?

So, Now What- And When?

Hurrah! We're engaged!!! ...now what do we do? Well, first, as I'm sure many people do, we called all of our nearest and dearest and let them know that we were officially ENGAGED! I did get a few "It's about times!", and Mr. Chipmunk had one relative whose response was, "Wait, you weren't engaged?", but still, it was pretty exciting. The next question, as again many newly-engageds before me have experienced, was "So when's the big day?" Clearly, everyone was ready to

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Well. As you may recall, we I did have some ideas about what time of year to get married in, but we didn't have a date yet! We had just gotten engaged- give it just a little bit of time there people! Fortunately, summertime in Oregon is limited already (read ahead to see how I'm able to look on the bright side of 10 months of gray skies). I already knew I wanted to get married outside, so we had about two month's time in which we could get married with a relatively limited chance of rain. So, our choices were between mid-July to mid-September. So it turned out to be pretty easy to at least give people a ballpark estimate: sometime in late summer. We got engaged in late summer. Would you like a reminder of how freaking gorgeous Oregon is in late summer?

There's our dog again (personal photo- not photoshopped or anything!)

And who doesn't die just a little when they see photos like this?

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So, late summer it was, and soon enough we had a Sunday date in beautiful September- and since it's a Sunday, we felt pretty comfortable picking the date before we figured out a venue.

Did you have an easy time choosing a date, or did you have to wait until you discovered your venue to pick what was left?

The Proposal - Here There Be Ring Porn

First, dear readers, I must apologize for being so MIA in the last few weeks! I wish I had one specific thing I could blame (we were out of town! I've been working 80 hours a week! My car broke down!), but really, it was just normal life things taking up a bit more time than usual that made blogging fall to the wayside. I can't promise that it will never happen again, but I do apologize for it! To make up for it, let's leap into the post that truly started all of this planning:

This is totally what we were wearing. Oh, wait, no it wasn't. (Image source)

It was early September. Several important dates when I had thought Mr. Chipmunk might propose had already passed by: my birthday, finishing nursing school, my class's graduation party. We were going on vacation to the Oregon coast for a few days, and Mr. Chipmunk had been dropping hints like crazy that he might propose...hints like, "If you were going to be proposed to, how would you want it to be done?" It definitely got me squealing inside (see my giddy weddingbee post in the waiting bee thread here), but I tried to play it cool in front of Mr. Chipmunk. I didn't want him to think that I was onto him:

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Anyway, we got out to the coast, and the very next day got up and decided to take a hike with our doggy out on a cape that jutted out into the ocean. It was a gorgeous day (the rest of the pictures in this post are all personal photos):

Sun rays!!

Oh yeah, Oregon is magicland, didn't anyone ever tell you? (Can you spot our dog?)

Look how high we are!

The trail out to the lookout point at the end was really cool, since it wove back and forth on the cape from one side to the other. On the north side, it was actually really foggy, and so much moisture was collecting in the trees that it was dripping on us. On the other side, it was bright and sunny (see above photo). It definitely felt magical and amazing! About halfway down the trail, at a point when Mr. Chipmunk was in front of me, I noticed a rather...substantial bulge in his right cargo pocket. Like, a ring-box-sized bulge. Secretly I was again squealing inside, but I kept my cool (other than to grin madly when Mr. Chipmunk wasn't looking). When we got to the end of the trail, we had a little snack of breads and cheeses and fruits that some wonderful man (coughMr.Chipmunkcough) had brought along in his backpack. When we were done, he turned to me and said, "Now that we're through eating, I have a question I need to ask you." And with that, he reached into that bulge-y pocket and pulled out a ring box(!!!!!) and asked me if I would marry him!! Although I don't remember saying it, apparently my first response was "Really?!?!" followed by an excited "Yes!!!" Mr. Chipmunk said he was worried about the "really" because he thought he was doing something wrong (what a sweet and silly man), but I assured him it was because I was so excited to finally be engaged to him!!

As promised, here are some photos of my beautiful ring. I wanted a moissanite solitaire with a yellow gold band, and had showed Mr. Chipmunk some different options so that he could choose *some* of ther ring...and then he went and picked the one I liked best! Here she is:

Later that evening, we went down to the beach and played on the sands in newly engaged bliss. We playfully wrote on the sand, and I think it sums up the day pretty well:

Did you suspect your fiance was planning to propose? Were you able to hide those suspicions?

<3 chipmunk