(At least he won't get confused as he enters these years of senility... LOL ;) I told him, Andrea really must not think much of your counting skills when she picked this wedding date. 01/01/11 at 11:01am? Of course, when the Judge asked my dad if he would take Andrea in sickness and in health he said something like, "Just HOW much sicker are we talkin'?" LOL )
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from the Register:
"To Andrea Cockrell, a computer programmer, the date 1-1-11 "looked binary." The binary numeral system represents numeric values using two symbols: 0 and 1.
Cockrell, 61, wed Jim Heizer, 68. The Anaheim couple had known each other for about four and a half years. When she was sick and waiting for a liver transplant at the UCLA hospital, for six weeks he drove up every day from Anaheim to see her."We were waiting for an auspicious" wedding date, said Heizer, who retired from managing investments for insurance companies. And they happily picked 11:01 as their wedding appointment time.
Cockrell added: "There's a certain cachet" to getting married on 1-1-11."
Here is a link to the online version of the article that appeared in the Orange County Register today: http://www.ocregister.com/news/county-282401-wedding-wheeler.html
It's so much harder shooting for your family than any other person or client. It just is. You're not the professional, competent photographer who has shot 200 weddings and been published in 2 magazines to them. You're the baby sister whose diaper they changed, stroller they pushed home from day care and whose arm they punched when things got too cozy in the back seat on long car rides. And you feel that way too! It's hard to be as assertive and do the things you need to do (stand up straight, adjust each person in line so their bodies are the most flattering and pointing the right way, getting rid of purses, glasses, tinted rx glasses that make you look like a raccoon and wreck havoc on editing....) when you're literally whining at your dad to take "just one more picture" for his wedding album.
Too bad I don't drink.
Thank the Lord there was guacamole at the reception.