I love the ones where the sky almost looks as if it’s on fire. I think I liked the colors better here than in this one.
P.S.
Still working on those wedding pics. I started going through my own, but I honestly didn’t take anything for the wedding itself – most of mine are either before, after, or over at Disney … so feel free to send me any good photos if you’ve got ’em. *wink wink*
We did see the professional photos taken by our photographer yesterday – all 996 of them – and a good bunch of them turned out awesome, so I may see if I can get a few low res. copies to post here for all curious parties.
Until I get my act in gear, though, here’s the view from our honeymoon suite that Sara and I woke up to the morning after The Big Day…
The Garbage Man is Gonna Hate Us Tomorrow…
Tonight I learned that the capacity of our refrigerator is equal to approximately six very heavy garbage bags.
Long story short, Sara and I returned from our honeymoon on Monday to find that our refrigerator had finally decided that refrigerating was no longer the cool thing to do. It hadn’t completely died off at that point, and as we have had various problems with the beast in the past, we decided to try and wait it out to see if the problem would subside before shelling out our hard-earned clams to get somebody to come out for nothing.
Bad News: The problem kept getting worse, to the point where the freezer floated around 17 degrees (should’ve been 0) and the fridge around 42 degrees (should’ve been 37).
Good News: We were able to schedule someone from GE to come out and fix it yesterday afternoon at the landlord’s expense.
Bad News: According to the FDA, the above-mentioned temperatures aren’t exactly what are considered to be “safe” for keeping foodstuffs free of bacteria, so with the exception of some pudding cups and an unopened jar of pickles, the contents of our refrigerator is now sitting out at the curb waiting to be hauled away with the rest of the garbage.
I suppose this is as good a time as any to clean out the fridge, seeing as we’ve lived here for a year and all, and we do need some new food in the house after having company for the last two weeks, but boy, is shopping from scratch (condiments and all…) going to suck! I guess if we wanted to take charge and finally make the lifestyle changes to get our weight loss efforts back on track, this should certainly serve to be a good kickstart… 😛
the first post as a married man
Still recovering, getting back into the swing of things, or whatever you want to call it, and haven’t had a chance to post photos or write anything yet, but here’s a start…
Wedding Update: Vow Edition (or Today I marry my best friend…)
Sara, what can I say? You are my everything.
Just when I think that I have you all figured out, you always turn around and amaze me in entirely new ways that I never could’ve even imagined.
You accept me for exactly who I am and push me to be the man who I’ve always strived to be.
You are my strength, my passion, my inspiration, my umbrella on a rainy day.
With you by my side, I feel like I’m on top of the world and that together, there’s nothing we can’t accomplish.
I’ve looked forward to this moment for a long time, to be able to announce to the world my intentions to honor and cherish and love you for the rest of my life.
You make my dreams come true every day simply by sharing your love with me, and at the end of the day I really couldn’t ask for more.
‘Til death do us part, and most likely even long after that, I will always love you with all that I am.
Last-minute wedding preparations have really been a bitch…
…but I’m happy to admit that I did manage to find a little time to rock last night…
on a happier note…
Just think, seven days from now, we’ll be winding down from what’s billed as one of the most important days of our lives, enjoying a well-earned glass of champagne and chocolate-covered strawberries while I attempt to remove approximately 700 billion hairpins from Sara’s snazzy hair-do. As of this evening, her parents, grandma, and sister & sister’s boyfriend are here in town, and Saturday most of the rest of the gang will be here as well. Casa de Sevener here will be a mad house, but a good mad house, mind you!
With any luck, tomorrow we’ll be heading off to SeaWorld to share in Sara’s grandma’s life-long dream of being able to pet a dolphin! Good times.
quick debate thoughts…
I only watched about 30 minutes of the debate and I’m not sure if I’ll even catch the rest later because our DVR decided to sit this one out, but even 30 minutes of listening to Sarah Palin speak was enough to send shivers down my spine. Like many have already said, I couldn’t help but notice how she seemed more and more adorable the less familiar with something she was – you know, “Oh, yeah, it’s so obvious I’m a Washington outsider. And someone just not used to the way you guys operate…” The thing is, I don’t want someone who’s cute and adorable to hold one of the top offices in our country. I don’t want a soccer Mom (or hockey mom, or whatever) with her finger anywhere near the trigger to our “nuculear weapons.” Her constant winking at the camera really scares me because her personality just screams at me like she’s the kind of person who’ll happily tell you with a sparkling grin on her face that you’re going to burn in hell for your beliefs while she’ll be rewarded for her own in heaven…
I probably should find a way to watch the rest, however simply from those 30 minutes alone, I’m definitely more confident in Joe Biden simply because I thought he carried himself very well and did a good job at refuting / laughing off Palin’s vague nonsense. At least to me, he came off as a very level-headed, professional politician, whereas Palin still seems to be her own cheerleader, just shy of stepping out from behind the podium to whisper, “I shouldn’t even be here – I’m just like all of you average joes out there! That’s me, just good, old Sarah Plain & Tall…and Rich…”
:<
Also…
Words & Phrases I Don’t Want to Hear Anymore: maverick, special needs, the surge worked, securing democracy
New Rule: You can no longer claim to be able to relate to the “working middle class / average Joes” when you’re worth over a million bucks.
When the economy is in the shitter…
…let them eat cake!
This cake cheered me up this evening:
http://cakewrecks.blogspot.com/2008/09/sunday-sweets-to-make-henson-proud.html
(even more pictures via a Flickr slideshow)
Pay attention, Sara – you’ve got less than 11 months to find the chick who made this magnificent cake and sweet talk her into making my birthday cake next year! (pun intended)
stupid banks … I’m investing in a good, quality shoebox for my banking going forward…
Despite all of the flying crap in the general direction of Wall Street lately, I thought that it didn’t affect me.
Well, it didn’t … that is, until Wachovia decided to sellout to Citigroup:
http://www.wachovia.com/inside/page/0,,134_307%5E1803,00.html
http://www.nytimes.com/2008/09/30/business/30bank.html?ref=us
I’ve always liked banking with Wachovia ever since I switched to them from 5/3 since I moved down here, and I’ve always despised Citibank because they constantly fill my mailbox with offers to loan me money at ridiculous interest rates, so at this point I’m not really sure what I’ll do. At this point, Sara and I both still have separate accounts and will probably merge them eventually, but we really hadn’t been planning on doing that until we do some debt reduction and credit repair on both sides. Now, who knows???
I really haven’t read much into exactly why all of these financial institutions are going poop up lately, but anybody else feel like the whole financial market collapsing around here has taken on a snowball effect?! If only Canada weren’t so cold, and had its own Disney World…