My Neuroses For Your Entertainment

It’s a pretty good week

The scene of the crime

I have good people.

Morning at my parents’ house, the day of my wedding, March 1, 2014

Nailed it

Nailed it

The words and the feels

If I hear one more person’s expectations/narrow definition of beauty, for how I should look on my wedding day… Well, I’ll probably ignore them and move on. But inside, I will be briefly filled with a Leslie Knope-esque rage.

Sorry I’m not sorry I didn’t get a pre-wedding facial. And am calm about the inevitable rain. And didn’t get any pre-wedding laser hair removal done. I’m not actually getting married in order to have a princess photo shoot. It’s the words and the feels and the actually getting married part that matter most to me. It’s him and me and us sharing that with friends and family.

Move along.

Forgot how skinny I was in high school until I saw this old photo posted on an old neighbor’s blog today. 
I was eating CONSTANTLY and never got any meat on my bones until my twenties. 
UGH, teenage metabolism. 

Forgot how skinny I was in high school until I saw this old photo posted on an old neighbor’s blog today. 

I was eating CONSTANTLY and never got any meat on my bones until my twenties. 

UGH, teenage metabolism. 

Morgan McGuire Is Happy At The Barclays Center In Brooklyn (by TheGeoffMan)

I just keep watching this on repeat because I’m getting married in four days (three days?) and can no longer process information. Can only watch my maid of honor dance like an adorable fool.

Jim, your lunch looks an AWFUL lot like dessert…