A Wedding Story: Tiffany & Steve

My love for making wedding videos began when offering to make them for family and the many friends that have gotten married over the years.  I have no fancy equipment or computer programs, but look forward to the day when I can get them.  My sister Danae and I dream of going into business together someday...and who knows, maybe someday we will.  Danae shot pictures for Tiffany & Steve last weekend and I tagged along to help...here's the video from their wedding I put together.

Defeat for the Alley Oops

“It could have gone either way,” John stated, the Alley Oops biggest fan who never missed a game, regarding the consensus of their play in the Neenah Streetball Tournament.  It could have been anyones game until the very end last weekend.  It was a cold and windy start on Saturday, June 11^th as the team gathered together an hour prior to the first game at 9 a.m.  The first game was a tough loss by two points making the final score 14-16.  “By the second game we were finally starting to gel as a team,” Alley Oops teammates stated, many not having touched a basketball in years.  By their next game at 4 p.m. they were ready to face the goliaths and played an aggressive battle with a show stopping finish to win the game 12-16.  No one could stop Leah and Hannah’s drive down the lane, or get past the aggressive defense of Rachel and Rachelle.  Rachelle even spent most of the time on the ground which reminded her of high school, trying to grab the ball away from others twice her size. 

By the third game at 5:30 p.m. on Saturday the team was wearing down, but ready to put up a fight.  They fought hard against a team full of height, and the opponent used it to their advantage.  The Alley Oops were ahead most of the game, until the other team pulled ahead towards the end and won 12-16.  It really could have gone either way for the Alley Oops last weekend.  Until next time..…



Nice form hannah!



The Alley Oops

Big Kid Now

I CAN'T believe it...my little sister graduated this week!  I still remember when I was in second grade and would ask the teacher to pray everyday that my mom would deliver a healthy, happy baby sister for me.  My dad came home late in the night after my mom delivered and woke me up, saying, "Rachelle, you have a baby sister."  I was so excited!  I jumped up in bed and quickly got dressed to go and see her.  Once we brought her home I immediately became her little mother and would carry her around like playdoll on one hip.  Like I said, I cannot believe that she is now a graduate, and am excited to see where life will take her.  I am so proud of you dede!  love you!

Paddle of a Lifetime

We even had t-shirts.  Obi & the yaks.

For months Ryan and I have been preparing to kayak across Lake Winnebago from Oshkosh to High Cliff over Memorial weekend.  We did our best to calculate how long it would take us to yak the 10 ½ miles, but knew it would largely depend on the weather we would be battling against.  Knowing that the Winnebago is notorious for sudden, unexpected changes in weather which can turn hazardous even for boats, I was a little leery of the idea and knew we would need a perfect day for this adventure. 



Waking up- ready to take on
the Winnebago!



Keeping a close eye on the continuously changing weather reports we chose Memorial Day for the event, being the most likely for sun and warm weather.  The night before we carb loaded and ate a spaghetti dinner, hoping it would give us that extra boost the next day.  We woke up as the sun rose the next morning and started paddling at 6:45 a.m.  As we made our way out of the channel and looked across the lake, fog covered the shoreline, making it impossible to see the route we would be taking.  The gps helped guide our direction and give us an idea on how far we had gone throughout the paddle.  We could not have asked for a more perfect day.  Remarkably, the water continued to get calmer as the morning went on.  I was also worried about boats not being able to see us, but we only got close to a few fishermen and had no trouble at all.  The only trouble we did encountered was try to figure out how to go to the bathroom while sitting on a kayak and not wanting to get in the water.  Haha.  That was an adventure in itself. 

We arrived to High Cliff at exactly noon, taking just over 5 hours to finish.  We were paddling about 2 miles per hour at this rate under perfect conditions.  My arms were getting pretty tired the last couple miles, so I am sure if the conditions had been windier it would have taken a bit longer. 





While paddling in the early morning fog, we discussed the many life lessons that could be drawn through analogies of this adventure.  While the route to our destination was foggy and unseen to us, we continued to persevere and had our guide, the GPS, to help us find the way.  Even when we were tired and could have decided it would be easier to turn around, we persevered; knowing that this test of our endurance would only make us better.  Just as Christ is our guiding light and leads us through the foggy times in our life, He tells us in James to keep persevering so that He may continue His work in us.  “Count it pure joy when you face trials of many kinds, for you know that the testing of our faith develops perseverance. And let perseverance have its full effect, so that you may be mature and complete not lacking anything.”



Made it to High Cliff!