Too good to be true

I left work on Friday night convinced that my long weekend would surely be interrupted with follow-up questions and requests for more research, etc.... I haven't heard a peep. I'm convinced that the network is down or something because I can't possibly be this lucky, can I?

Head's up ladies - if you're old enough to vote, you're too old to wear anything that could accurately be described as a jumper. Just tossing that out there....

Wii Wish You a Merry Christmas

I made out like a bandit for Christmas. Some iPod speakers for the office, a Fergie CD (I really, really tried to resist, but she is Fergilicious), and a Wii. The Wii is pretty fun. For people like me, it's quite a workout. I am very, very bad at it, though.

The festive holiday mood went a little sour when we discovered that my fat, dumb cat was peeing in a closet. I'm pretty sure Mr. Raisins' scuba vest won't recover. The thing smells like shit. Opie is such a dumb-ass.

And now, fun wedding pics...

I love this one. I'm laughing because Mr. Raisins has just shown me his sock garters. He was very proud of his sock garters.

This picture is just so damn cute... There weren't many kids at my wedding. The ones there quickly formed a blonde-brigade and took over the swing.

I think this is my favorite of all the wedding pictures.

That's my sister helping me with my dress. I love my dress.

Why is the bride posing like that? What's she looking at? Well, the photographer told her to and she's looking at the cars pass by on MLK.