Tyler helped me take boxes to the post office this afternoon.

Before he left, we uncorked the bottle of wine we had saved from our wedding.

Poured two glasses and toasted: 'To what I still don't think was a bad idea.'

Poured the rest of the bottle down the drain.

Here's a picture of me and my boobs at a wedding we attended last weekend.

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( I was in a wedding this weekend. There's lots to say about that, but I'm going to jump straight to pictures. )

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It was surprisingly painless. The social security office is everything you wish the MVA would be: clean, quick, friendly, efficient, not smelling of weeks-old despair, etc.. Based on past MVA trauma, I brought basically every piece of identifying information I could find; turned out all they needed was the marriage license. I should have a new ( Read more... )

Home. Making soup. With a pumpkin. Looking at potential jobs. Got another round of wedding pictures. Still sorting and overwhelmed.

Love this one of the first dance a lot. Thanks to shadowcaptain and his nifty low-light lens. Real picture post soon, promise.


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Wedding was amazing. Absolutely amazing. Everything I hoped for ( Read more... )