It all began in 2003, when a family moved in across the road at 9914 Woodmans Point.

Laura had just arrived from Fredericton, and Sandy — the eager social butterfly we all know him to be in search of new friends — quickly befriended her younger brother, Hartley. Unfortunately, progress with Laura was… slower. In fact, at one point she took to Facebook with a status demanding that young Sandy “stay out of her house!”

Oh, the irony.

Growing up across the street from one another meant school, birthday parties, snow days, the shared bus stop at Shelly’s, and even family trips to Disney World. They were always in each other’s orbit — just not quite aligned yet.

After high school, Laura headed off to university in Ottawa, and a few years later Sandy went out West to become a Master Tradesman. Ten years went by of casual social media lurking with a few “likes” here and there, and Sandy always asking if she happened to be home when he was visiting. The timing was never quite right… until 2020.

That Spring, Laura was living with her mom, Tanya (what was meant to be a short stay turned into Laura basically never returning to Ontario). Seeing his moment, Sandy began his official courtship the only way one could during a pandemic: by leaving a quarantine care package on her (mom’s) doorstep — Mini Eggs, Perrier, and a bottle of gin. Romance.

As you may recall, it was pandemic days — and so after firmly securing his place in her COVID bubble, they spent the entire summer together. Sandy essentially moved himself in, showing up every day after work with a plastic Sobeys bag with his underwear and socks.

Thus began the legendary “Sandy’s Sh*tty Tours.” Despite the questionable branding, they were truly amazing - full of sunshine, swimming, paddling, laughter, and many, many “no boats on Sundays.” Somewhere between all of that, friendship quietly turned into something much more.

One year later, after vagabonding between parents and siblings, Sandy and Laura bought their home on Mill Street and moved in — along with Laura’s kitty, Gato. A year after that they adopted another four-legged baby, the Normster. And one year ago, the P family grew again with the arrival of their little Rhea of sunshine.

Sandy always knew he was going to marry the girl next door. It just took a few years, a pandemic, and a Sobeys bag to make it happen.

Their love story is one of persistence, consistency, timing, adventure, unconditional love — and, above all, giving each other the space to be fully themselves. This wedding is just another top along Sandy’s Sh*tty Tours, and we are so grateful you’re here to be part of it!

S&L

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