Here's why Steve is great:
Last night Steve's roomie Eric flew in to stay with us for a week.
Eric asked what I do for a living. I explained that I'm in marketing--newsletters, blogs, etc. And Steve told him he should go read my work blog, that its really good. I didn't even know he'd read it until last week. :-) It just made me feel good. He's awesome.
(Sorry there are still no photos. We're working on getting a new camera!)
I thought this looked fun...
I give you money and send you into the grocery store to pick up 5 items. You can only pick one thing from the following departments.. what is it?
1. Produce: asian pear (aka "apple-pear")
2. Bakery: croissant (we're assuming these calories don't count)
3. Meat: steak.
4. Frozen: TGI Friday's loaded potato skins
5. Dry goods: cereal? I don't know what my favorite "dry good" is
Let's say we're heading out for a weekend getaway. You're only allowed to bring 3 articles of clothing with you. So, what's in your bag?
1. jeans
2. T-shirt
3. bathing suit (I've now learned that once you become a Walton, you MUST take a swimsuit on all vacations, even if you are going to Antarctica)
If I was to listen in on one of your conversations throughout the day, what 5 phrases or words would I be most likely to hear?
1. Did you turn off the oven?
2. Okay, I'm ready to go home now.
3. But did you think so?
4. I don't know, you choose.
5. Where's my phone?
So, what 3 things do you find yourself doing every single day, and if you didn't get to do, you probably wouldn't be in the best mood?
1. cuddling Steve & watching a movie
2. eating cereal for breakfast (even at work)
3. checking my email
You're driving down the road, and suddenly you're hit with this sense of road rage. What 3 factors probably contributed to it?
1. People who cut you off and don't give the "thank you" wave (for real)
2. A car in front of you slowing WAAAAAAAAAY down to turn right even when they have a green light
3. People swerving into your lane because they're talking on their cell phone
Sweet, you just scored a whole afternoon to yourself. We're talking a 3 hour block with nobody around. What 5 activities might we find you doing?
1. Sewing
2. Sneaking off to a girly movie
3. Shopping
4. Baking
5. Reading a book in the sunshine & eating something yummy
We're going to the zoo. But, it looks like it could start storming, so it'll have to be a quick visit. What 3 exhibits do we have to get to?
1. elephants
2. bears
3. gorillas
You just scored tickets to the taping of any show that comes on t.v. of your choice. You can pick between 4, so what are you deciding between?
1. Heroes
2. Ace of Cakes
3. LOST (Hawaii!)
4. The Office
You're hungry for ice cream. I'll give you a triple dipper ice cream cone. What 3 flavors can I pile on for ya?
1. Phish Food (B&J)
2. SNAFU (B&J)
3. The chocolate peanut butter swirl with chocolate peanut-butter-filled footballs that comes out at Super Bowl time. Mmm.
Somebody stole your purse…in order to get it back, you have to name 5 things you know are inside to claim it. So, what's in there?
1. Small blue-flowered journal
2. Book to read (Currently A New Song by Jan Karon)
3. Aleve
4. Unopened mail
5. Wallet
You are at a job fair, and asked what areas you are interested in pursuing a career in. Let's pretend you have every talent and ability to be whatever you wanted, so what 4 careers would be fun for you?
1. Wedding Photographer
2. Novelist
3. Graphic Designer
4. Singer (respectable Nora Jones type, not scary Britney Spears type)
If you could go back and talk to the old you, when you were in high school, and inform yourself of 4 things, what would you say?
1. Freshman year of college is going to be hard, but it gets SO MUCH better.
2. You are going to get married. Really. Stop freaking out.
3. It really will be worth all the work you're putting in now.
4. People change in college--that can be a good thing.
I know I haven't written for almost a full month... It's been busy! I still haven't gotten all my Christmas cards out, so some people will just be enjoying those as New Years cards. :-) Sorry!
I don't like forwards, but someone sent me this and I loved it!
Merry Christmas!
Still working on my photography skills... Poor Steve... He didn't really want to be my model. He was a good sport about it, though. :)
How cute are Emily and Rick's engagement pix? So cute. See for yourself:
Emily + Rick = <3
While reading through my old blog (from the college days) I came across a list of "20 facts about me" that someone had tagged me to do. So, since Krystle requested an update, I thought maybe I'd tag myself in for that again. But I'm not up for 20, so how about 10 5?
Tag, I'm it!
Just wanted to post a couple pics of my first "fantastic piece of mail" (see goal #7), and the marvelous something I made to put in it. You saw that I was sewing the "something" a couple posts ago. Here it is partially constructed...
It's an elephant! I also drew an autumn silhouette on the CD to make it more fun to receive. Whats more fun than an autumn silhouette, after all?
So our little friend the elephant was shipped out last Saturday to my mama, as a Happy Fall! gift. She sent me some really good care packages during college, so I figured I owe her quite a few. She was really happy, too, so it was pretty cute. She left me a voice mail, texted me, and called me on my lunch break.
If you are interested in being a future recipient of a marvelous something or a fantastic piece of mail (though I can't promise anything on the LEVEL of fantasticness) you should drop me an email with your address. You could receive a little package in the mail sometime...
So, um, did you guys know that I blog for a living? Like, part of my job at work is literally to write and market for two blogs. TWO. And I'm not going to share those with you because... Basically because I don't want to. If you're that curious you can ask and I'll probably tell you and then feel embarrassed.
But the thing that makes me a "blogaholic" as it were, is that I write two blogs at work, write my own blog, and then read like a bajillion other blogs. Most of them are written by people I don't know. But they're just so darn interesting.
Does this seem healthy?
(No. No it doesn't.)
But don't worry. I can seriously quit any time I want.
So. Long time, no blog.
We had a pretty eventful weekend. It started with me taking Friday off. I needed a day to recharge, and luckily, I still have some paid vacation days left. It was, I think, a very good idea. I'm feeling much better, physically and emotionally.
I got up at 8:30 (sleeping in for me since I'm usually at work before 8), got a bunch of house stuff done (some cleaning, some finances, etc.), and then I got to sew! I'm working on a cute little something to send off in an attempt to fulfill goal #7. Send some fantastic mail.
The cute little something (its finished but I don't want to ruin the surprise) will be mailed off to its new home accompanied by a mix tape (CD). Because I do believe nothing says "I love you!" quite like a mix tape. Or CD. Or whatever. I am feeling pretty excited about goal #7, so some (or maybe all) of you will get a turn to receive a marvelous something (and a mix tape, if you're lucky). I am a firm believer in the power of mail to make a day infinitely better.
Saturday we got up early, listened to the first session of General Conference while my pop-overs baked, and then munched them down with some bacon. Delicious. Then we changed out of our PJs and started in on goal #11. Recover the couches!
Though its probably hard to figure out why we're not SO fond of this early nineties fabric, we tore it ALL off on Saturday and started recovering it with a cream chenille.
Excitement:
When we pulled off the old fabric, there were a LOT of staples that came off with it. We were trying to wrangle them all, but alas, we stupidly barefoot newbies didn't get them all under control. And of course I stepped right on one, squarely in the middle of my heel, and screamed. Loudly. It looked like I had a vampire bite in my heel and it hurt "like the Dickens" as Steve puts it.
No photos of that. Too graphic.
Haven't posted in a while... Things are busy at the Walton residence... Hmm...
I'm ready for fall:
I'm at work so I can't call everybody in the world, but...
That was us one year ago. Or a little over a year ago, now. A year ago we were on our honeymoon, exploring San Luis Obispo and eating fried zucchini at this quirky little restaurant with a waiter who sounded like Kronk from The Emperor's New Groove.
We've had our bumps in the road, but I feel like everything we have been through is worth it. Being with him is the best thing in my world--he gives me a reason to get up and go to work every day, and hope for a beautiful future. It's nice to know we have an eternity to come--we face things better together than we ever could have alone.
Hey baby? Thanks.
Hello.
So I just found out about this, which is a website where you can document your life with lists. Like an autobiography. With lists. A listography. It is also a book.
I found the website boring (just not aesthetically pleasing, really) but I like the idea. I am going to add it to my goals. Goal number ten. And here comes my first list.
Things I Need to Stop Doing
"You know who's a real hero? Hiro from 'Heroes.' That's a real hero." - Dwight, The Office
Hi. So, Steve and I accidentally rented disk one of Heroes because there was nothing else interesting at Blockbuster, and guess what? We are addicted to it like a yuppie to Starbucks. (No offense).
We got disk two in the mail today and have already watched three out of the four episodes. I can almost guarantee that we'll swap it out tomorrow for disk three.
Least Favorite: The blonde chick who makes us fast forward scenes because she runs a... ahem... questionable website. Awkward.
VERY VERY Favorite: Hiro, from Heroes, who really is a true Hero. I hope he doesn't get "cool" as the show goes forward. I love him for who he is.
Peter commented with immense concern over my bookcase organizing system, by color. You can read the comment on that post, which I think is two entries down. There he writes that organizing by color is "barbaric" and wonders how on earth I can find any books at all and ever.
Peter, calm yourself. Let me quiet your fears by explaining.
I am a Literature major, therefore I love books. I have purchased hundreds if not thousands of dollars worth of books in my lifetime. If I were to keep them all around, my whole apartment would be a library. So I only keep books around that I like, and since I've read them a couple times, I tend to know the colors of them, and usually search for them by color because who on earth has time to organize alphabetically?
For example, a sampling of my books, and, without looking, their colors:
So I was looking through my computer for a cute/interesting photo to post for y'all, and stumbled across the "Wedding" folder on my C: drive. (Which I have named, like the cute little geek that I am, but I think that is another story altogether.)
In said folder was a document intriguingly titled "The Big Scary List." Our 1 year anniversary is coming up, and I thought that it was appropriate to check it out. Kind of a "What I Was Doing Last Year at This Time." So I scanned it, briefly, and concluded yet again that planning a wedding is the most stressful thing ever. I much prefer the being married part.
Seriously. The list is two pages long, two columns, single spaced, size ten font. I had to close it immediately as it made me feel an ulcer coming on. Thank goodness that's over. I want to give you an excerpt, but I don't know if I'm strong enough to handle opening that list. Possibly not ever again.
There are actually several photos of me in wedding garb. Enjoy this one for now. (I am totally wearing blue shorts under my "wedding dress").
There is a whole flickr group dedicated to arranging bookshelves by color. I saw it done on some random indie-creative blog, and I thought it looked really cool. Better, at least, than the random mish-mosh of non-organization that I had going before. So I did it to ours:
Looks kind of cool...
Hi. Here is something you can make fun of me for at the next waffle night or whatever:
So yesterday I'm sitting at the computer, scouring the internet for ways to refashion clothes, because that's what I'm about right now. Steve is at the grocery store, and its dark out, but I'm fine. Not scared. I'm used to this routine.
Then, out of nowhere, this earsplitting shrieky-grindy noise--like a vacuum cleaner with a grudge--starts screaming from the kitchen. Throwing my chair back from the computer, I jump up into the air and just stand, petrified, staring at the kitchen. The blender is on.
BY ITSELF. OF ITS OWN DESIRE. THE BLENDER TURNED ON.
It doesn't stop, either, and my brain isn't really functioning, I am just freaking out in total panic mode with so much adrenaline running through me that I can barely move. So how to I handle this?
I scream back at it.
...and that doesn't work. So then I run into the kitchen, almost crying, and sort of bat at the thing so I can reach past it to pull the plug out (if it had kept going I would have probably passed out) and all I'm thinking is
IT'S SET ON LIQUIFY. IT WANTS TO LIQUIFY ME. ITS A GHOST THAT WANTS TO LIQUIFY ME.
Once its unplugged I run out into the hall, fumbling for my phone on the way, and shut the door firmly behind me. I dial Steve's number. No answer. I dial about ten more times, and send two text messages. No answer.
For a second I'm wondering if something happened to him, and turning on the blender is his way of sending me a message (because the blender is Steve's thing, not mine), but then I call again and finally he answers and I'm all almost crying and freaking out and refusing to go back in the apartment.
Finally he calms me down enough to go back in (luckily no other appliances have turned on) and he tells me he'll be home soon, and once I've situated myself in front of Jeopardy with some frozen cookie dough and a spoon we decide its safe to hang up.
I'm still not so keen on that blender. Okay?
I usually spend my lunch break either talking to Steve, or, if he is too busy, reading a book or a magazine. Usually a magazine lately, because they have more pictures and require less brain power.
My magazines of choice lately are Better Homes & Gardens (used to be pretty frumpy, but I really like it now) and Simple Scrapbooks. They're both pretty fun and creative.
The only problem with working, of course, is that you don't get to do whatever you want. And I want to reorganize our apartment, and decorate it. So I spend lunchtime drooling over photos of organized laundry rooms and really adorable living rooms with a tasteful number of starfish.
Yesterday I came home and surprise! Better Homes & Gardens had arrived. I read it on the couch while Steve unwound from work with a video game, and came across this picture of a cute, organized laundry space.
Steve and I do not like to do laundry, so I thought maybe livening up and organizing our laundry closet would make it a little more bearable. They said to organize AND add cheery photos/color, so I put up two pillowcases my mom made for me when I started college--she put my dogs on them. We don't really have a space for the pillows around the house, but they look very cheery and they friendly-up our laundry room:
Its at least a step in the right direction. I made myself a little clothesline, too. Oh, I felt so very creative and organized. It still looks like a laundry closet, but at least now its not so depressing.
Feeling pressured by how everybody else in the world has a blog (I think this is probably my 10th... really...), Steve started his very first blog last night. You can check it out here:
http://greenwaterfishbowl.blogspot.com/
Hooray! Blogging!
I made my fried zucchini last night!!! It was so yummy! I dip them in Ranch dressing... Divine.
I love the internet. So much free information, and so easy to find. So I guess I also love google.
Driving home after an EXTREMELY LONG day during which I was increasingly tired and grumpy, I had a sudden urge to sit on the couch and eat fried zucchini, which is one of my all time favorite comfort foods.
We just happen to have one in the fridge, so I googled a recipe and came up with one from Cooks.com (which I think is also the place I found out how to make chocolate waffle syrup).
It has been a busy, crazy, exhausting week. It seemed like everything that could go wrong did, and I have to say I am happy to be able to start a new week. Hooray for the weekend.
My brother Tyler came down to visit Friday night, so we hung out with him at Balboa Park and chatted at home until he hopped on the train Saturday afternoon. Then I went to the temple, which was lovely, and Steve did the shopping (sooo sweet of him, he has pretty much taken over the groceries now), and we invited the Sorenson's over. We (ok, Steve) cooked them hamburgers--including grilled pineapple for the burgers, which is DELICIOUS--and they brought over some games so we played after dinner.
The Sorenson's always have really cool, unique games (like Allana!!!), so they have become our source for finding new ones. Last night we played a game called "BANG!" which is Italian, but they have also introduced us to Carcasonne (we've already bought this one, plus an expansion for it), St. Petersburg, and Bonanza, which I think are German. They are here (except I couldn't find Bonanza... I might have spelled it wrong):
Steve had his MCAT today. I can't believe it is finally over, after 5 months of studying, worrying, preparing, it's DONE! YAY!
I dropped him off before work today, and picked him up at my lunch break to drop him at home. He was exhausted but felt okay about it, so that was nice. I wanted to eat lunch with him, but today also happened to be the day that I had to cope with my first big disaster at work. So needless to say it was an exhausting day for the Waltons.
I'm home now (after a brief stop at UTC to buy Steve some celebratory See's Candies), and he's playing a video game. I think he'll have to play a couple full days worth of those to make up for all the brain power he expended today.
It's over... HOORAY!!!!
I was looking through some pics on our desktop and realized we have a picture of Emily's engagement ring! I thought I'd post it for your viewing pleasure. :-)
Rick designed it himself, and had it made for her. I think the cutest part is that he told her that the two diamonds on the sides represent her and him, and the one in the middle represents Christ. Is that too sweet?
It's definitely original, and she was just ecstatic about it. I am seriously so excited for them to get married. It just keeps washing over me in these happiness waves. :-)
There was a meteor shower last night. And I saw it.
Steve and I took a nap at like 10pm so we could get up and watch it without throwing off our sleep schedules too badly (I need 8 hours or I am grumpy), and at about 11 got up and piled into the car, laden with a plate of brownies and Steve's fancy binoculars.
We tried to go up to Mt Soledad, but it was all foggy up there, so we ended up driving to our church parking lot. Its right by a canyon so it was dark enough. We layed on the back of the car and waited.
I always forget how cool shooting stars look. That long streak of light across the sky. I saw 4 and Steve saw 3, but we never saw one at the same time. It was really nice though, to actually relax and sit still long enough to notice the stars. I highly recommend it.
Steve bought me this book for my birthday called "Sewing Subversively." It is really cool, because it is mostly about a process called "Refashioning," meaning you make new things out of old things. Its perfect for me for two reasons:
1. We are on a budget
2. It means less difficult sewing
Basically the idea is to take something you already have (or something you buy secondhand) and make it into something you will wear. I have a lot of clothes with cute patterns or almost-perfect fits, and this has cool ideas about how to make them cute and fun to wear.
Yesterday I finally got up my courage to sew something real on the machine. I took a sweater that didn't fit quite perfectly, cut the sleeves off just so, and made it into a cute sweater vest. I know that sounds geeky, but I think it came out kind of cute. I figure I can wear it to work over a blouse. I'm also planning to cinch it in the back with a ribbon. I'll post pictures when it's finished.
The coolest thing about getting my sewing machine is that I just realized that I don't really dress the way I actually want to dress, but obviously we don't have the money for me to go out and redo my wardrobe. This gives me the chance to use what I have to make what I want.
Sometimes I just feel unaccountably grumpy. And then I feel bad about feeling grumpy, so that makes it worse.
It's a vicious cycle.
Just a thought...
Making friends as a couple is a lot like dating, only you both have to like both the other people. Sometimes you luck out and two of your friends start dating or get married. Other times, its just plain difficult.
Seriously, we get so excited/nervous about new couple friends that we dress up to go on a double date, we get nervous "asking them out," we even worry if we are being broken up with. Seriously. You'd think that kind of thing would end once you got married.
:-)
On a tired note, thank goodness for Fridays. I'm exhausted.
I could afford to send random packages of very neat gifts off to random friends for no reason at all, except that
"I saw these and I had to get them for you! Enjoy!"
or
"Happy Tuesday! You are the cutest thing in the world!"
or
"Oh my gosh I wanted this so much that I thought you would probably want it too!"
or something else adorable that ends in an exclamation mark. (!) or three, if it's really good (!!!).
Maybe care packages will go on my twenty-two list. Or really any type of USPS correspondence requiring packing tape or stamps.
I finally get what it's like to be so excited for someone else that it makes you glow inside. They got engaged yesterday and are so cute and so happy. It has made my week.
So happy!!!!
In other news, my cute husband went out to run errands when I brought the car home from work today, and called me a while ago to let me know he'd spent some of his play money to buy us our new latest food-craving for a special dinner: watermelon & pork chops. With his play money!
You've got to hand it to him--that man's got class.
Steve & I went into the leasing office at CV yesterday and signed on for another 12 months. We were able to talk them down from the $115/mo increase they sprung on us to a $50/mo increase--which we figure we would break even with because of the cost of moving & what a new security deposit would be.
So that means we get another entire year in our home! I was really having to get myself geared up to leave, because it has been such an important place to us. Our first home. And I just finally felt like we'd gotten really settled in (read: there is finally stuff on the walls) and thought we were going to have to start over again.
Plus Steve is finally on my lease. Which means he can call the leasing office if we need a light bulb changed or something. Haha. That will be nice, not to be totally in charge of the apartment stuff. I much prefer to share. :-)
This is my favorite picture from our SLC trip. We were the last people in The Garden, so when we got down to the lobby of the Joseph Smith Memorial building, it was completely empty. I thought it was beautiful, so I asked Steve to take a picture, and this is what he told me to do:
Has anybody ever actually seen the Great Salt Lake? I've now been to SLC twice (can you believe, that? Only twice!) and have never seen the lake. Steve has been considerably more times, and has also never seen it.
Since I haven't been to SLC since I was 7 (I remember it being pre-baptism) Steve and I trekked up there to tourist around a few hours after Kevin's wedding. We had a great time!!! I couldn't believe how fun it was.
AND, everyone was nice. Instead of the usual rather inadvertently rude comments about my height, people said adorable things about how tiny I am. For example, when our tour guide at the Conference Center came up to us, she saw me stand on tip-toe to give Steve a kiss, and she said, "You have to work hard for those kisses, don't you?!"
Precious! Yay cute Mormons.
Photo op:
We took a tour of the Conference Center. It was gorgeous. Apparently it can hold 21,000 people... That is 7 Manti's. (The whole city population!) Plus the roof has a great view of the temple.
Me at the top of the fountain that runs down all the stories of the Conference Center. So pretty.
Steve got a steak with mashed potatoes and vegetables. Is that the most beautiful version of steak and potatoes you've ever seen? DELICIOUS, too.
I got a delicious salad with grilled chicken, feta cheese, fresh raspberries, sugar-glazed pecans, and a raspberry vinaigrette. There was even a sugared plantain on top of it as a garnish. FANTASTIC. So so so yummy.
I love him. <3Since this was really my first wedding in a long time (besides my own) that I was going to be a part of from start to finish, and since my sweetie was the best man (meaning no time to sit around and chat with me that day), I dubbed myself unofficial photographer/videographer of these new Walton nuptials.
Here are a few choice photos of the cuteness that ensued on July 27, 2007. (Also please notice that my photography skills appear to be improving slightly, per goal #1 of 22.)
Kev & Rach burst out of the Manti temple doors!
Obligatory kiss for the cameras (poor things).
Must've been a good kiss... Rachel's veil came off!
Isn't her hair/veil combo gorgeous?
I just think this is adorable (of both of them).
Rick (Steve's sister Emily's bf) became Grandma Walton's unofficial chauffeur for the day.
Steve... :-)
Jessie being beautiful and sun-drenched.
Emily and Rick bringing sexy back.
...me!
I think Rick took this for us... Thanks Rick!
Ems & Jess giving their Daddy a kiss.
Here's a little preview for those of you wondering about Steve's brother's wedding. I took quite a few pictures, but I have to go pick up Steve from school so we can go enjoy eating Chinese food at the beach for FHE.
Anyway, here's the newest set of Waltons, right after they came through the temple doors. Cute huh?
Look at those smiles. These two are radiant.
Two things:
1. I finished Harry Potter 7 last night. I am surprisingly sad that the series is over, but I did think the book was really well done. I feel like part of my childhood is over, though, or teenagehood, which is a weird feeling. I won't say any more than that because a lot of people are still reading it (and I LOVE seeing people all over carrying it around! I feel SUCH a sense of comradery... I want to ask people, "So, what page are you on?")
2. I found this during a short break at work, and it amused me:
How To Make Homer Simpson's Donut Trophy
Steve and I were "DOORBUSTERS" this morning. Meaning we got up to go to the 8am-1pm sale at Penney's, because Steve needed a new suit, and Jenna's Steve had gotten a fantastic one from there. I was a little skeptical about Penneys, having had a less than fantastic experience with it as a child/young teen, but I was pleasantly surprised.
Steve of course, found a fantastic suit (which looks very nice on him). It is a tan wool/cashmere blend, retailed at over $400, he got it for $198 because of the sale. Sweet!
I got not one, but TWO dresses (both at 50% off--woo!), both of which I really like. Now I will only have trouble deciding which one to wear to Kevin & Rachel's wedding on Friday.
We also went to the fabric store, to stock up on stuff for my new (new-to-me) sewing machine. I bought thread it different colors (including hot pink and aqua!), a seam ripper, and a measuring tape.
I made this little guy (below) as a warm up. It's been a long time since I've used a machine, so he was fun. He appears to be a seal, though he was originally intended to be a porcupine. Obviously he had other plans. Even though he isn't the best looking thing, I love him, and I'm proud because he's the first thing I made myself on the machine. Steve named him Frederick.
This is my "sewing area" a.k.a. our kitchen table:
AND... to top off an already fantastic (I've used that word like 3 times, sorry) day, my copy of HARRY POTTER came in the mail today!
I am such a geek that I sat right down and immediately started reading it. Steve was very nice about it. Though as I sat down to post, he started in on it as well...
We might have to battle it out...
Things about today that I enjoyed:
So, reading my post below makes me realize, I totally want to wear my wedding dress again. I mean, come on, its gorgeous. It fits perfectly. You accessorize it with a tiara.
I'm trying to come up with a reason that would warrant wearing a wedding dress (besides a wedding).
Kevin (Steve's brother) and Rachel's wedding is coming up in less than two weeks now, and it is pretty easy to fall under the spell of it all. I've been thinking, isn't it a miracle that two people can find each other, and fall in love, and be perfect for each other? I'm not saying that it's easy, or that marriage is simple, but isn't it just a miracle that you can love someone so much, and then they love you back, so much, and you work together towards this new life that belongs to both of you?
I think that is just one of the most incredible miracles of all.
I love weddings. I'm beginning to see why other people love them so much, too, even after they are married. It makes you reevaluate; it makes you remember.
