K and I met by extreme chance online back in Ought Six. That's when I signed up for my free Journal Space account. Not really understanding what I had, I started surfing it to take a look around. That's where I saw a picture posted by dkmcb (male? female?) of a dandelion. dkmcb asked what it was as they were coming up all over dkmcb's yard. I answered and told said person how to control them. (Yes, "Better living through chemistry".)
A few days later I found another post by dkmcb saying a painting project was planned and asking how to keep brush marks from showing in fresh enamel? I answered that, too. (Penetrol) Said dkmcb contacted me asking how I knew these things? (As a homeowner for 30+ years I'd pretty much seen it all.)
Think about it....if I'd logged on to Journal Space a few seconds earlier or later I probably would not have seen dkmcb's dandelion photo. Now THAT'S fate!
Correspondence revealed dkmcb was a female from near Ft. Worth, Texas, temporarily trapped in the frozen north of Minnesnowta, her move back south approaching. We became "smit" through JS. It soon became obvious to us both there was "something" there.
Fast forward to autumn 2006. We were together by then, and as patience had never been a virtue either of us possessed, we decided to make "us" permanent. Both of us are very private people uncomfortable being the center of attention. Hoping friends and family would understand, we decided to just take off for a romantic destination and get married.
Finalists were picturesque places near Jackson Hole, WY and Carmel-by-the-Sea, CA. Turns out that by our chosen date, December 14, the Jackson Hole destination was closed for the winter, but further research showed Carmel would be perfect.
K-the-online-shopper found our hotel....The Tickle Pink Inn. Huh? "That sounds like some kind of sleazy 'No-Tell Motel'". (Turns out the original property was owned by the Tickle family.) We flew into San Francisco, picked up our rental chariot for the week (a mighty Ford Taurus), and headed south to the Monterrey Peninsula.
Once we found the semi-hidden turnoff and climbed the long winding road up to the top of the hill, we found the Tickle Pink Inn to be truly special. WOW! What a view! (See it here if you like.) Our very nice room had an intimate balcony overlooking the Pacific Ocean. We spent many hours sitting out there listening to the waves crashing on the rocks below. We'd even leave the sliding door open a little at night to hear it then, too. It was the perfect "white noise" to go to sleep to. The staff was gracious, our room service breakfast delicious, and the evening "wine and cheese socials" were nice, too.
We took day trips down the Pacific Coast Highway to Big Sur and the Hearst Castle at San Simeon, and of course enjoyed all the sights in/around Pebble Beach. We found several quaint little cafes where we'd sit for hours at sidewalk tables eating and drinking....so nice!
And Carmel-by-the-Sea....what a story-book place! (This was the town where Clint Eastwood was mayor, before he took to talking to empty chairs. :) The town was all decorated up beautifully for Christmas and the temps were comfortably cool but not really cold.
And there was an entire area near downtown filled with whimsical little houses like these, much appreciated by an architecture aficionado like myself.
Our big day finally arrived. We had an appointment with a non-denominational minister at "The Chapel in the Woods". It turns out it was more like "The Building With Some Trees Around it Right Next Door to the Strip Shopping Center." K saw it the day before when we made a dry run and was devastated. I told her to find some place else....it was OK with me. But the minister (a lady) seemed nice, so we (K) stuck with our original plan. As things turned out the inside was decorated beautifully with lots of Christmas cheer. All turned out well.
A funny moment: As we were getting back in our car to leave the minister ran out yelling to us, "Oh Scott and Kelly....THANK YOU...THANK YOU...THANK YOU!!" It seems the $100 gratuity she just found in her envelope over-and-above the normal fee was apparently not customary in California.
All things considered, it was a perfect, private ceremony, and a perfect way to launch a perfect new life with a perfect new mate.
Six years later and things just get better and better. Life is very good! I love you K. Happy Anniversary. :)