The Elms Hotel Wedding {Jeff + Yasmine}

Venue: The Elms Hotel and Spa

Floral: Blue Boquet

Dress: The Gown Gallery

DJ: Complete Weddings

How they met: For those who do not know the story on how we met it can easily be stated in one simple phrase: Jeff dated the client.
Our first initial meeting was small but it left an impression on both of us - mainly because we found another Packers/sports fan to watch a game with during the project. The one thing I could never get out of my head was Jeff’s laugh. I remember mentioning it to my best friend (and maid of honor) when she asked about the new “fusion” Cerner counterparts working with our team. A little later, I also mentioned that when I looked at Jeff I saw someone who was married with a baby so even though his laugh stuck with me I did not believe he was available so I was going to ignore any feelings I could possibly develop. A month later, the Cerner team came back to our corporate office in Phoenix for a week long “fusion team” meeting. During the week, I spent a day with the training team taking part in their meeting and in turn, spending more time with Jeff. During one of the afternoon breaks, we passed one another in the hall and Jeff made it a point to stop and tell me that he thought the dress I wore was cute and that I looked - and was - beautiful. In that moment I realized that he was single (with no babies!), interested, and so was I. The next day started like any day, my best friend at my desk and us catching up on events from the day/night before. As I told her about the encounter she asked if I was planning on saying something to Jeff to let him know I was interested. After an indecisive speech of “no” and “never mixing business with pleasure”, I received log in information for the Cerner team for our domains - Jeff’s logins were included. I know I made a face as she picked up on it and told me to say something in my email to him with some playful shoving and poking. After my failed attempts at saying “no” she finally told me: “Either you say something to him or I’ll sit on you and I’ll be the one to say something.” For the sake of my sanity, I agreed and at the end of my email to Jeff I wrote: “Let me know when you want to catch a Packers game!” Within an hour, we had traded personal phone numbers and started talking almost nonstop. A week later we had our first date. Jeff and I were both going to be at his project site and decided to have dinner after work at a brewery to watch the Monday night football game. Within a few minutes we were no longer nervous with first date jitters and talking as if we were the oldest of friends, and very little football was watched (if any). Neither of us realized it but three and a half hours had passed before one of us thought about checking the time - our only cue to finally look at a clock was the realization that we were one of two groups still at the brewery and it was rather quiet. It was late (a little after 9:00pm) and I still had an hour drive home. There was so much more that we could talk about but with it being as late as it was we had to call it a night. An awkward car hug goodbye later, I remember having a huge smile while singing loud and off key to my music during the drive home. When I woke up the next morning, I was still smiling so I sent Jeff a text that said: “Good morning handsome! When are we doing date number two?” The rest, as they say, is history.