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Yes, on December 10, 1999, Lane and I were married. As my dad said, I guess you aren't going to be an old maid after all.

We had a lot of obstacles during our trip to the altar, but it all worked out in the end. Read on for the story.



Lane is in the Navy in San Diego, and I am in Houston. When I made the reservations, the countdown began. 58 days to go.

Finally, December 9th arrived. I absolutely thought it would NEVER get here. I even thought something, like my death, would prevent this day from getting here. I can be such the pessimist at times. * LOL*

I started out at Ellington Field. I only live ten minutes away from there and can park for free, so why not?!?! My flight from Ellington was at 9:00am. I arrived at IAH at 9:30am. The flight to San Diego wasn't to leave until 11:50am, so I had plenty of time to kill. Then the rain came in. The storm was so horrible that my flight was delayed an hour and fifteen minutes. So I paged Lane and left him a voice mail letting him know.

When I arrived in San Diego, Lane was not waiting for me at the gate!!! I was a little concerned and didn't know what to do. I sat down and waited a few minutes, but then decided to go down to baggage claim and get my suitcase.

As soon as I got to baggage claim I left a voice mail page for Lane saying, I'm here and you're not. I can't believe you'd actually do this to me. I went to get my suitcase and then went back to the pay phone. I called work and got Christine. After I told her what was going on, she said she'd page him and for me to call her back in ten minutes. While we were still on the phone, I turned my head and saw Lane walking towards me. OMG!!! I hung up with Christine and as I went to give Lane a hug, I tripped over my suitcase. I am so full of grace *LOL*. Turns out all I had told Lane was that my flight number was 287, but never told him the airline. So he was wandering around the airport trying to figure out which airline had that flight.

We got checked in to the Navy Lodge which turned out to be a decent place to stay. While inside the room, I was still freaking out a little bit. Lane grabbed me and just held on to me then he said, The magnets have touched.

Lane suggested I change shoes because we would be walking over to his ship. I figured my Sam & Libby sandals would be fine. Oh, the pain!!! It seemed to be a 45 minute walk, one way, to his ship from the Navy Lodge.

My engagement ring was in Lane's bag. His bag was in the back of his friend, Tim's, car. Once at the ship, Tim, drove off in his car, leaving Lane's bag in the back seat. There went my ring!!! Not good!! So we walked back to the Navy Lodge. I changed clothes and put on my nice, comfortable Reebok's. Aaaahhh! We walked back over to the Exchange area and ate dinner. Then we walked around the Exchange for a while.

We walked back to the Navy Lodge, rented a movie, and then fell asleep for the night.

***WEDDING DAY***

Friday morning, Trey showed up to graciously take us around town. Here's the story for locating the car which had the bag that had my ring ...

We start out driving to El Cajon. Lane knew that the girl who was driving the car worked at Arby's. We get to the Arby's and the car wasn't there, so he thought it could be one at a different location. We get to that one, and no car. So we drive to the apartment complex where they live. We thought we lucked out since the car was in the parking lot. He went and knocked on the door no answer. Hhhmmmmm. So we drive to a gas station and call Tim on the ship. We had to wait ten minutes and call back. In the meantime, it is cold and raining. Lane calls back and confirms which Arby's she works at. We thought we'd drive by the apartment one more time and the car is gone!! We drive over to the Arby's and there is the car, the bag and my engagement ring!! What an ordeal. We ate lunch at Arby's, but after all that, we should have gotten our food for FREE!!

As we are driving back to the hotel, Lane remembers he forgot his shoes on the ship. He walked me back up to the room so I could change clothes. I was so exhausted, that I just fell on the bed. He asks me to sit up, and I told him I was tired and just go get his shoes, I'd be ready by the time he got back. Again, he asks me to sit up. So I did and turned around towards him and, OMG, he was kneeling on one knee and had the ring. He officially asked me to marry him. It was my every dream come true. And you wonder why I love him so much. By the time we left for the ceremony, it was 1:55pm, and our appointment was for 2pm. Oh no!! When we arrived there at 2:15pm, the area for the chapel was locked. (It is part of a hotel.) The hotel lobby had a sign that said, "Employee Meeting will return at 3pm" All we could do was wait. Lane was just adorable. He was kinda freaking out. He went to a pay phone and called a couple of times, but there wasn't an answer. He kept saying, "We ARE getting married today." I just sat there calmly, although secretly I was a wreck.

At 3pm, the office opens back up and Lane says, "We had an appointment at 2pm." So the desk clerk calls the minister and his wife to come over. We sat there impatiently and they showed up about 15 minutes later. By the time we filled out all the paperwork and I kept telling the lady my last name is NOT spelled KNIVERIM, we were ready to begin the ceremony at 3:45pm. Our vows are at the bottom of this page.

After the ceremony, Trey dropped us off at the Navy Lodge and said he'd hook up with us later. That evening we went to Horton Plaza downtown and had corndogs and lemonade. I know it sounds cheesy, but it was very romantic. We walked around downtown and then went to this club that he goes to all the time called Tsunami's. It was really cool and had an awesome design on the inside. He introduced me to the bartenders and waitresses that he knows well. They all seemed glad to finally meet me and said they had heard so much about me. That made me feel really good.

Lane is quite the artist. In fact, one of his drawings is above one of the bars at that club. I was excited to see it there. One of the bartenders had some fluorescent body paint and Lane painted a design on my stomach. He is so very talented. Plus, it was an awesome feeling to have my husband paint something on me. We took a picture of that also. Lets hope it comes out.

Saturday we walked over to the commissary and bought a few groceries. (Our room had a refrigerator and microwave.) As we were shopping, he mentioned he needed to buy some "pickle glaze" Actually he said "paper plates" but I swear he said, "pickle glaze" Later that afternoon, we went to the Point Loma area and walked around looking for apartments. Oh, that boy walked me all over that town; I was so exhausted. We stopped and got some ice cream, but then realized that was a stupid move since it was so cold outside. *LOL*. We finally made it back to the room and ate some dinner.

Sunday we went to two different malls and walked around. I swear I don't know how that boy can handle walking so much. My legs, hips and rear ached. That night we bought some ice cream, rented 8MM and headed back to the room. Lane started microwaving the pizza's and I was going to go down and get some ice for the cokes. Did I marry the greatest man or what? He wouldn't let me do anything!! He made me sit on the bed while he fixed the pizza's, got the ice, and poured me a coke. Waiter, waiter, c'mere and lemme give you your tip!!

The next morning was depressing. It was my final few hours in San Diego with my husband. :( We started out by going to his ship to locate Trey. We walked all around that place, but couldn't find him. We needed to borrow his car to take me to the airport. So we borrowed Tim's car instead.

Then we went to the housing office and got on the waiting list. Even though the waiting list said it would be like 9 or 10 months before we had military housing, the lady said it was more like 2 or 3 months. We were on the list for only two weeks. Yippeeeee!!

We went back to the Navy Lodge, gathered the suitcases and headed for the airport. I actually didn't think we'd make it. When I showed up at the gate, the sign had already been flipped to "departed". One could only hope!! When we held each other for that last time, I just didn't want to let go. Blame Continental Airlines for ripping the magnets apart. UGH!!

Once we were married, it took three months before I was able to get to San Diego.

I, Lane, choose Andrea to be my wife-
To love from this day-
For better for worse-
For richer for poorer-
In health and in sickness-
To cherish forever-
According to God's Holy ordinance.

I, Andrea, choose Lane to be my husband-
To love from this day-
For better for worse-
For richer for poorer-
In health and in sickness-
To cherish forever-
According to God's Holy ordinance.

Before we exchanged rings, the Reverend said:
And now as a token of the vows we have the rings. The ring is endless-it is a symbol of eternity-it is also a symbol of love and loyalty.

Lane, as you place this ring on Andrea's finger, would you say this:

With this ring I thee wed
With my heart's best affections
I thee endow.

Andrea, as you place this ring on Lane's finger, would you say this:

With this ring I thee wed
With my heart's best affections
I thee endow.

Then the Reverend said:
And so having pledged your love one to another by exchanging words of promise in giving and receiving of rings, I now pronounce that you are husband and wife in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. And according to the laws of the State of California, you may kiss the bride.

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