And now I get to sort through all the bags of crap I mean presents and wrap them up and put them under my tree. You know, the one that has been up in my den for over a week now, but as yet has no lights or ornaments on it. Yep, my dears, its a nekkid Christmas tree. How tragic. I will fix it, no worries.
Does it make me an even huger dork than you all know that I already am to have purchased tiny Harry Potter ornaments at Target to hang on my tree? Actually, and you may all decide to "de-friend" me after you read this, I registered for the ornaments on my wedding registry. But none of my so-called closest friends and relatives bought one damned HP ornament for me. How rude. Just sayin'.
Okay. Here's a pic of me in my wedding dress. I am posting this because I told some of you girlies out there that I would (you know who you are).
Still waiting on the actual photos from the wedding day. I think photographers live in their own world where time is completely irrelevant.