The professional pictures are back up and running. Check them out at www.photographybymisty.net click on contacts and then see you photos.
Monday, June 30, 2008
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Why every kid should have video games
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Share your wedding pictures
It's been a while since I've updated on the wedding festivities. I've been trying to get pictures organized to share. I've decided to give Snapfish a try. You can get prints for just 9 cents each. I've set up a group room where anyone can go to see our wedding/honeymoon/bridal shower pictures as well as add their own. I'm not sure how well it will work, but give this a try!
I think you will need to sign in. If you have problems, let me know.
treverandkristaswedding.snapfish.com/snapfish
Monday, June 16, 2008
Pictures
For those of you who have been waiting so patiently, the wedding pictures are up! However, they haven't been working so well this morning so you may need to be patient a while longer. You can check them out by going to www.photographybymisty.net then clicking on contacts at the bottom of the page. Then click on See your Photos and Trever and Krista.
Enjoy!
Friday, June 13, 2008
A photo recap - up through the wedding
Members of the bridal party start practicing for the reception at the rehearsal dinner.
Trever and Graham try to figure out how to pick on me...thankfully I was wearing a dress so they were nice.
Trever, Graham and Krista.
Emily and Erin
A gift from Amy and Ryan, signed by our wedding party.
Waiting for the wedding to begin.
Kathy helps Grandpa Kuipers get spiffed up!
Trever and Grandma Ficklin
The last sandwhich and it had my name written all over it!
Graysen waiting for her job to begin.
Graham and his pretty pink flower!
Trever and I with the Voelker kids.
Graysen lighting the candles before the ceremony with Uncle Russ watching intently from the choir loft.
Kirk seating mom.
Kara, the maid-of-honor.
Me and my daddy.
Graham passing out whizzers as we exit the church.
The limo ride!
While we were taking pictures at the farm, apparently Amy and Ryan got their picture taken toon!
Have I mentioned that my dressed weighed a ton and it was hot under there!?! The breeze felt GREAT on my legs!
We made a stop for more Champagne on our way to the reception.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Our wedding day
Our wedding day was absolutely perfect! We couldn't have asked for a more beautiful day, surrounded by so many of our closest friends and family.
After an exhausting few days, I slept like a rock the night before the wedding. I woke up about 5:30 a.m. and got ready for the big day. Mom and I headed toward Onarga to get our hair done at an 8 a.m. appointment. That's awfully early when the wedding didn't start until 3! We drove around Onarga for a bit to waste some time and luckily the church was unlocked early. We unloaded the car and before long members of the bridal party were beginning to arrive.
Pictures started about 11 a.m and lasted until about 2. Since we were taking all of the pictures before the wedding, the photographer put Trever in the front of the church so I could walk down the aisle to meet him and give us a chance to see each other all dressed up. He had a big goofy grin on his face as our mom's sat in the back of the church and watched.
By the time the pictures were over it was nearly 2 o'clock. I was starving! Thankfully there was one last sandwhich and enough time to unzip my dress so I could breath for a while.
I'm not sure how to describe the ceremony since my point of view was much different than those in the congregation.
Lizzie Guth and Barb Monk were in charge of the guest book. I haven't really talked to these girls since the wedding so I hope things went smoothly. Barb took pictures of each family as the came in the church and the Lizzie was in charge of getting them to sign the photo album next to where those pictures will be placed. I'm excited to see all of the pictures!
Graysen and Graham Voelker, along with Trever's niece, Caisey DeOrnellas, passed out programs for us and then Graysen and Caisey lit the candles.
The scripture that we picked was from Ephesians. We appreciate having Emily Hethke do the reading for us, and I think Pastor Jan did a wonderful job putting in to perspective for our lives.
Our good friends Maggie St. Peters and Nicole Reitz provided music for the ceremony. They sang/played Love Remains while we lit the unity candle.
We recited vows to each other that we had written ourself. Nothing fancy, but definately different than the ones you find in the United Methodist Hymnal.
As we left the church we passed out whizzers to the guests. Graham was in charge of this but got some help from the girls too.
When we left the church, there was a Cadillac Escalade Limo waiting for us. This was probably the part of the day I was the most excited for (besides marrying Trever of course). She took us for a ride around Onarga. It took a little longer than we expected since we couldn't find a place big enough to turn the beast around!
We headed back to the church to pick up the rest of our wedding party and cracked open the champagne! Then we headed to the farm for a few more pictures. Unfortunately the cows were locked up due to the excessive amounts of rain we had the night before. But we did get a picture with the dog!
We loaded back up and headed for the reception. By the time we got to Paxton we had run out of champagne. We stopped by the liquor store and purchased a couple of more bottles to get us the rest of the way to Rantoul.
I'll leave the post about the reception for a later time. If anyone has pictures for any of the above mentioned events, send them my way. In the mean time, here are a few pictures that we do have from our wedding day!
I have no idea what was going on in this pictures, but it must have been hilarious!
Our good lookin' wedding party! They looked wonderful in their pretty green dresses and handsom brown tuxes!
Another picture of the bride and groom, with bestman Seth McIntyre in the background.
Our attendants! They were the perfect people to have standing next to us on our wedding day!
The Kuipers family
I've always enjoyed being surrounded by boys!
The Builta family
Our whole family!
Trever with his personal assistant, April.
Trever and his bestman, Seth.
My mom and dad
Me and my personal assistant, Erin.
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
The wedding week
Like I said, the week before the wedding was a bit bittersweet, but everything went off without a hitch. Monday was a holiday, and I took the rest of the week off to prepare for our big day. However, things were done so far in advance that those days were not overly busy. I spent some time in the morning with my new found love, yoga, and then headed to the tanning bed. I had appointments on Tuesday and Wednesday morning, my Lady Landowner workshop Wednesday afternoon, and then the visitation Wednesday night. This was the point when I got a little "nervous" about the next couple of days.
The tuxes were suppose to be in on Tuesday, but as of 3 p.m. on Wednesday had not arrived in Rantoul. So, instead of my planned trip to the tux shop, mom and dad were going to pick them up on their way to Onarga that night. Great idea, except that Kirk's pants were too short, Ron's pants were too big, both Trever and I could fit in his jacket, Greg, Josh, and John didn't get a tux and Ryan didn't have any pants at all! The only 2 with no problems were dad and Seth.
On Thursday there was another delivery of tux parts that fixed part of the problems and a final delivery on Friday completed everything. A special delivery of suspenders on Saturday, courtesy again of Grandpa Ficklin, made sure the ushers kept their pants on for the duration of the night.
Friday was a day of relaxation and pampering for the girls. We spent the day at Margo's Salon and Day Spa in Paxton. They catered to us all day, including manicures, pedicures, massages, hair styling and lunch. We were pretty much the only ones scheduled for the day so we had the run of the place.
About the time we were ready to leave Paxton and head to the rehearsal, the floods began. When we pulled up to the church, Seminary street was flooded. I missed Kevin carrying Nicole across the street, but I'm sure it was a sight! Then it was time to head out to the golf course for dinner, and it was wonderful! We enjoyed spending some time with the friends and family that had invested so much in our wedding. As much fun as it is to be a bridesmaid, groomsman, usher, parent of the bride and groom, etc...we know how expensive and time consuming it is and we thank all of them for everything they did, and continue to do, for us.
Check back tomorrow for an update on our wedding day! And please leave comments!
Monday, June 9, 2008
The past few weeks
The past few weeks have flown by. I've been trying to decide where to start without leaving out some very important events. So, check back often as I spend the next few days recapping the lives of Trever and Krista.
On May 24, exactly one week before our wedding day, Trever's grandfather lost his battle with cancer. This lead to a very bittersweet week for us. When his fight began only 6 weeks earlier, there was nothing we wanted more than for him to be at the church on our wedding day. As time passed we knew this wasn't going to be an option, and apparently Grandpa Ficklin thought it was more important that cousins Sherrie and Jack were there to celebrate with us instead.
Trever did a wonderful job honoring his grandfather at the funeral. He gave me permission to share the eulogy here, but I'll warn you, it's a tear jerker.
Roy, Roy Lee, Sonny, Dad, Grandpa, Uncle, Brother, Friend—
My grandfather was a man who went by many different names, and looking back on it, I realize that when a man loves, and is loved by so many different people, he cannot simply go by just one name. Everyone here today had a special relationship with my grandfather, and had his or her own special name to call him.
On the night of my grandfather’s passing, my family had the opportunity to sit around and tell stories about his life. While some of those stories are not appropriate to be told today, most of them are. Some of these stories were ones I was familiar with, and others I was hearing for the very first time
My grandfather loved horses and the “cowboy life”. He loved watching western movies, especially John Wayne films. Apparently he had a scar on his right arm from a time he was thrown into a fence by a horse. Although he never owned a horse in my lifetime, his love of horses is carried on today. His son Russ, daughter-in-law Janet, and granddaughter Kelly travel across the Midwest competing in horse shows…their love for horses may not have existed, without the influence from my grandfather.
Grandpa served on the Onarga Fire Department for 30 years. His dedication to this public service was proven during the historical Crescent City fire, where he was injured helping prevent harm being done to others. His commitment to serving others may have left scars, but also helped make one of the strongest men around.
Grandpa also possessed a deep love for agriculture, and was a strong businessman. He certainly saw his share of ups and downs, and had to make difficult decisions in his life. He was innovative in creating some of the first gravity wagons, and partnered with his father in Ficklin Machine Company. He also started Ficklin Farm Account, which is today Twin County Farms, and is operated by his son Steve, daughter-in-law Jeanie, and grandson Kent. His family carries on his love for agriculture and a part of him will continue to live through them, as well as through my parents Greg and Kathy.
I was the youngest of 5 grandchildren, and my grandpa used to tell me I was “in charge” when the grandkids got together to play. If any one of my older cousins, was doing something that was against the rules, I would go running to tell grandpa….in exchange, I got a quarter.
One of my earliest memories of my grandfather was going to visit him during a stay in a hospital. He was always so proud to show the stitches and scars from his surgeries. He would walk down the hallway of the hospital pushing along a stand with his IV fluids on it. After visiting my grandpa in the hospital my sister and I would put on our bathrobes, tie a jump rope around our arm, and attach it to a highchair. We called it “playing Grandpa”. Even during a tough time in his life, he was a strong man, and my sister and looked up to him, and wanted to be like him
My grandfather set many great examples in his life. One of these is the fact that he was a family man. He loved and stood beside the same woman for nearly 58 years. As I get ready to enter a new chapter in my life, I hope that I will be able to use his love for family as an example for my own.
Many of us today may feel like we have an open wound from the loss we have experienced. But just like my grandpa’s numerous scars, this too will heal. And the scar we are left with will be a good thing, because it will remind us of all the great memories we shared with Roy Lee Ficklin.
On May 24, exactly one week before our wedding day, Trever's grandfather lost his battle with cancer. This lead to a very bittersweet week for us. When his fight began only 6 weeks earlier, there was nothing we wanted more than for him to be at the church on our wedding day. As time passed we knew this wasn't going to be an option, and apparently Grandpa Ficklin thought it was more important that cousins Sherrie and Jack were there to celebrate with us instead.Trever did a wonderful job honoring his grandfather at the funeral. He gave me permission to share the eulogy here, but I'll warn you, it's a tear jerker.
Roy, Roy Lee, Sonny, Dad, Grandpa, Uncle, Brother, Friend—
My grandfather was a man who went by many different names, and looking back on it, I realize that when a man loves, and is loved by so many different people, he cannot simply go by just one name. Everyone here today had a special relationship with my grandfather, and had his or her own special name to call him.
On the night of my grandfather’s passing, my family had the opportunity to sit around and tell stories about his life. While some of those stories are not appropriate to be told today, most of them are. Some of these stories were ones I was familiar with, and others I was hearing for the very first time
My grandfather loved horses and the “cowboy life”. He loved watching western movies, especially John Wayne films. Apparently he had a scar on his right arm from a time he was thrown into a fence by a horse. Although he never owned a horse in my lifetime, his love of horses is carried on today. His son Russ, daughter-in-law Janet, and granddaughter Kelly travel across the Midwest competing in horse shows…their love for horses may not have existed, without the influence from my grandfather.
Grandpa served on the Onarga Fire Department for 30 years. His dedication to this public service was proven during the historical Crescent City fire, where he was injured helping prevent harm being done to others. His commitment to serving others may have left scars, but also helped make one of the strongest men around.
Grandpa also possessed a deep love for agriculture, and was a strong businessman. He certainly saw his share of ups and downs, and had to make difficult decisions in his life. He was innovative in creating some of the first gravity wagons, and partnered with his father in Ficklin Machine Company. He also started Ficklin Farm Account, which is today Twin County Farms, and is operated by his son Steve, daughter-in-law Jeanie, and grandson Kent. His family carries on his love for agriculture and a part of him will continue to live through them, as well as through my parents Greg and Kathy.
I was the youngest of 5 grandchildren, and my grandpa used to tell me I was “in charge” when the grandkids got together to play. If any one of my older cousins, was doing something that was against the rules, I would go running to tell grandpa….in exchange, I got a quarter.
One of my earliest memories of my grandfather was going to visit him during a stay in a hospital. He was always so proud to show the stitches and scars from his surgeries. He would walk down the hallway of the hospital pushing along a stand with his IV fluids on it. After visiting my grandpa in the hospital my sister and I would put on our bathrobes, tie a jump rope around our arm, and attach it to a highchair. We called it “playing Grandpa”. Even during a tough time in his life, he was a strong man, and my sister and looked up to him, and wanted to be like him
My grandfather set many great examples in his life. One of these is the fact that he was a family man. He loved and stood beside the same woman for nearly 58 years. As I get ready to enter a new chapter in my life, I hope that I will be able to use his love for family as an example for my own.
Many of us today may feel like we have an open wound from the loss we have experienced. But just like my grandpa’s numerous scars, this too will heal. And the scar we are left with will be a good thing, because it will remind us of all the great memories we shared with Roy Lee Ficklin.
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