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Old Market District, Omaha

Last weekend, we braved another airplane journey with Nathan to attend the wedding of my cousin Scott and his beautiful bride Sarah. We were honored to be invited and without hesitation, made arrangements with my dad to attend. It was so nice to see my Aunt Ruth, Uncle Duncan and the Murray cousins. I only wish we could have stayed in town longer to catch up with the family and get to know the newest Murray. Given the distance between Omaha and Seattle, we haven't been able to spend a ton of time with each other, but I have never felt that distance when Aunt Ruth is around. Her warmth and passion for family abounds and when we are together, I feel like we have never been apart. She is generous and supportive beyond belief. For reasons I cannot explain, I always become emotional when we are together and usually leave at least one conversation in tears (but always happy ones).

Before the wedding on Saturday, we ventured down to the Old Market District for the final farmer's market of the season. The sun was out, making it a pleasant visit and we enjoyed a sample of a local root beer as we wandered the market. We saw the Occupy Omaha protesters politely marching down the street and stopped for a quick picture of the Missouri River. While our visit to Omaha was brief, I think both Jeff and I enjoyed the town and the atmosphere.

My Handsome Men

The "Missoura" (looking across to Iowa)

Mr. and Mrs. Murray

I love fall weddings and if it were not for our plans to be teachers, we most likely would have had one ourselves. The weather was warm and sunny, as leaves breezed around. The men were handsome in brown suits and the bride, Sarah was stunning. As the newlyweds exited the church, we showered them with colorful fall leaves. It really was a perfect day.

The reception was held at the Convention center, making it perhaps the fanciest wedding we have ever attended. We were honored to join Uncle Duncan and Aunt Ruth at their table, giving us a great view of the festivities (and the chance to eat first). Nathan and I danced the "Electric Slide" and Jeff even twirled the floor with me.

Taking in the fall sunshine and breeze!

Sitting by himself in a banquet chair

Looks like Nathan is ready for dinner.

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