At the time, I thought I was wearing the wrong shoes, but now I’m starting to think they were the exact shoes I needed.
So, I was one of those girls who thought it would be cute for everyone to wear Chucks in her wedding. It was back in college that my BFF “MP” and I were walking around the fancy mall in DSM when we decided that we would have sunflowers and fall colors at my wedding, and everyone would be wearing chucks. I had met my now husband by that time, but he was an actual adult, a manager at the grocery store we both worked at, and I was a kid who worked there part time.
When E and I started planning our wedding, we were hoping for early June, right after school let out. We were thinking lilacs. When we found the minor league baseball field had weddings and would end up being a cheaper option than renting a hall somewhere, we were at the mercy of the minor league baseball schedule. Luckily our team was literal worst in the minor league system, so there was no way for minor league playoffs to get in the way.
I wasn’t that keen on May, because May is murder for teachers, and June was all booked up until the last weekend. E’s busiest time all summer is 4th of July week, so that wasn’t an option. Also, we wanted to make sure that an outdoor wedding would be comfortable, so no July or August. We decided on September and chose to go end of the month, because he Cyclones usually play the Hawkeye first of second week of September and have an off week near the end. They played the last weekend of the month, but it was an away game so it didn’t mess with out season tickets.
Our colors were royal blue, baby blue, and sunflower yellow. Royals colors, but not on purpose. E thought it would be cool if everyone wore Chucks. We decided on sunflowers as the main flower, I chose the pretty blue accent flowers based on something I saw on Pinterest. He didn’t know that everything he wanted was the wedding I had been planning in my head. It worked out that way.
Third pic down is an engagement photo. Our photographer did good work. That is important to say right away. We had no reason to believe or expect what has happened since. The other 3 pictures I have taken from friends who posted them on Facebook and tagged us. Because it is 8 months after the wedding, a wedding that would have been perfect if the weather had cooperated, and we have 8 photos from our photographer.
Like I said, the weather did not cooperate. We had 3 Saturday home games where I was trying like hell not to get sunburned and ruin my wedding pictures. Not a cloud in the sky 3 straight Saturdays. Then, low 50’s and drizzly the day I was getting married outside.
We got married on home plate in a puddle of water. The drizzle held off for our first look, then it was sprinkles, drizzles, and clouds. By the time the wedding cake along, no one wanted to sit in the stands. They were standing up in the concourse out of the rain. This is important, because it means the only photos of the ceremony were either from the concourse or professional.
This is the only picture we have right now that is “close up” of the ceremony. Gotta love the capital building in the background. I have some pictures from the dugout showing me and my girls in jackets up until the very moment we step out on the field. If I did it all again I would change only 1 thing: scheduling it a week earlier. And maybe paying $500 more for a real photographer.
Here’s the thing about our wedding: it was a friends and family affair. Our DJ, who was awesome, was a substitute teacher at my old school and is the uncle of one of E’s good friends. Our officiant was a bridesmaid. I met her in 4th grade and read a poem at her wedding. Our musician is the little brother of one of E’s best friends, and a good friend himself, and took his brother’s place in the party when his brother’s declining health got in the way of him traveling. We almost lost him too, but his brother held on a few more weeks. Cake and flowers were done at E’s store, a bakery I used to work in and a floral department I used to coordinate wedding deliveries too. Our photographer went to high school with E and the groomsmen, shared some mutual friends with us.
Throughout all of this, I haven’t named and shamed her, wouldn’t let our mutual friends give her a hard time. I don’t know why. She hasn’t done anything to earn loyalty from me. I guess I’m just that good of a person or something.
Her contract says 5 weeks after the event date, photos will be delivered for approval. I first contacted her 8 weeks after the wedding, around thanksgiving. Then at 12 weeks, around Christmas. Finally, at about 14 weeks, I left a voicemail and she called me back. Said she was going through hard times, but she was working on it. I told her she had 2 weeks before I wanted my photos or my money back. 4 months was enough. A month later she messaged me a bunch of pictures, which ended up being about 8 shots and few duplicates. Said the rest would be on a flash drive in the mail. That was mid-February. I haven’t heard from her since.
I’ve been trying. I’ve left voicemails, texted, sent messages to her Facebook. I even had my lawyer BIL try to contact her. It’s been 3.5 months and I have heard nothing. I have received nothing. My wedding was over 8 months ago. I have 8 pictures.
This whole story stared with a pair of shoes. I put those shoes on this morning and I got mad. I started walking, and I got more mad. They were rubbing against my heel and I got a pretty bad blister, I couldn’t find the sunscreen and may have a bit of burn, or at least near burn, on my shoulders. I tried to run myself tired. I just got more mad.
I got home and texted Amanda a picture of her contract, told her she was in breach. I called her and told her I needed my pictures or my money back or I was calling a lawyer. Then, I went on Facebook and found the second photographer she was working with that day. It seemed to me while watching them work that Amanda was the armature and the other photographer was taking lead. I think Amanda used o work for her before setting off on her own. The other photographer was mortified to hear I hadn’t received my pictures yet.
She contacted Amanda, who didn’t answer her calls either, and looked through her hard drive and had pictures of the whole wedding. She wants to give Amanda a week to do the right thing, and gave her the ultimatum to fix this, or they were never working together again. If Amanda doesn’t is this, I can look through the photos the other photographer has and pick out the ones I want her to finish.
She had been pestering Amanda about my photos, too, it seems. And Amanda old her back in March that she took care of it. A few weeks ago, she was deleting old photo negatives from her hard drive when she came to mine. She almost deleted them, but something stopped her. Then I called.
When I was out and angry and getting blisters on my feet, I though I chose the wrong shoes this morning. But without them, would I have tracked down the other photographer? Would I finally have hope? Maybe they were the right shoes all along.