Taking my life into my own hands...

I am soooo dead. Good thing the only people that check this blog are probably the ones who took this photo.

Seriously...fashion challenged

I just found this on my computer. When we were planning our wedding I sent an email to all of our friends calling for old photos and someone sent this one of my huz. Clearly, this was way before I came on to the scene (you can tell by the fashioned challenged get-up). Anyway, this is an oldie, but goody.

There is not much I can say about sleeping with ones face pressed against the toilet because, well, who hasn't been there?

At least someone is awake.

You know, sometimes it is all about the constants in life.

Nothing like a spoon and a pigpile

Dog likes to spoon...apparently.

Dinner at the 1300

Um yeah. So we went to dinner at 1300 Fillmore with 6 of our friends and my huz fell asleep at the table. I guess our conversation wasn't stimulating enough :)

You can't make this shit up!

This was NOT posed. I wonder if he is trying to tell me something?

Revenge.

Huz claims to have put the cat on my head, but really he sleeps there every night. Somehow I am pretty sure I am going to win the war on this one.