So to make up for my I'm leaving, no I'm not, yes I'm leaving shenanigans, here are a few photos from the wedding.
As much as it may seem, I am not grabbing his goods with my right hand. He just never let go of it so I had no other choice than to look like I'm getting a handful in each and every picture taken at this precise moment. Well, at least now it's "legal" to do so.
As much as I love my new digs elsewhere, I like the familiarity of it over here. I am in quite a conundrum and honestly, my impending trip to the social security office is not really helping me make a decision. I guess I forgot how much of a pain in the butt it is to change your name. I guess I don't mind, he is pretty hot after all. :)
