getting married is definitely a good reason to update. only took me a few months...
step off, God, you're not invited.
Ariel opens the magical door to uber-Pacific Northwest.
trapped outside of aforementioned door (personal favorite image, by the way).
Wow.
fall-over-beautiful.
my hair was neat.
my mother seems to have conjured some sort of forcefield. Alex, the Ritual Master, is displeased.
my sister, Jennifer, hypnotizes the masses. no, it certainly wasn't star wars music. nope.
nope.
hey what are they up to.
baklava instead of cake.
Andrew, my culinary chef friend, hangs out in a rather unexpected place, i should say.
my newphew, Noah, and mother-in-law, Rita. they have apparently found the source of all joy.
being here probably had something to do with that.
and here.
hey it's these guys. you can catch their avante-garde post-Ragnarök sitcom Thursdays on NBC.
playing stupid after stealing and hiding Noah.
the changeling Noah's mother found afterwards.
Lee bestows upon me his sorceror's device. Or, shows me how to wind my watch.
i guess this part's important.
we're the cutest and the best.
love conspiracy.
WHEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
and thus they were released unto the world, transformed.
The End!