First, at the barber shop getting an old school shave:
Next, me and the boys waiting on the limo to the church for the ceremony. We look good:
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
A few forgotten photos...
Was browsing my Picasa and found these, from my wedding day, courtesy of my photographer and friend Bryan Avigne.
First, at the barber shop getting an old school shave:
Next, me and the boys waiting on the limo to the church for the ceremony. We look good:
First, at the barber shop getting an old school shave:
Next, me and the boys waiting on the limo to the church for the ceremony. We look good:
Going a little batty...
This weather has got me all flustered Yeah, I like the warm weather, but this is ridiculous. I can't even go a minute without wiping my brow. Unpleasant.
Today was OK - 87 or so, humidity was low (at least that's what the news said), and the sun was out. Tomorrow and Thursday are supposed to feel like triple digits - throw in some humidity and I am going to want an ice bath (which I will never take).
Showers will be more frequent since as soon as I dry off, I will probably begin to sweat again. I have a sweating problem and it's something I've dealt with my entire life. I pit out almost every t-shirt I put on, regardless of temperature. I know - this is probably too much information for most of you - but it's me, and you read this, so tough shit.
The one thing I find a little humor in when it's unbearably hot like this is the news story that is sweeping the nation - the Weiner Scandal. For those of you under rock, he's some sort of political guy who posted links of, well his "weiner" on Twitter. Not a real good idea there dick.
There is no way you cannot laugh when you hear this phrase on television - regardless of how old you are. The word "wiener" is just something you naturally laugh at, unless you have no sense of humor. It's immature - sure - but it's funny. And the newscasters here put a pretty good emphasis when they say "Weiner" - if it were me, I'd be laughing the entire time.
Also something that made me laugh - and shake my head - was watching a 40-something year old man walk through the supermarket with Natural Light 12-packs in his arms. I thought that was strictly a college-aged beverage because it is so cheap? I guess the economy has yet to turn around. But beer is beer, and there really isn't a beer that tastes "good" so the more I think about it, the less head-shaking I'm doing.
Time to take Nathan out. Nolan is sleeping as is Lindsay (on the couch). I'm watching (half watching) Chopped.
Later y'all.
Today was OK - 87 or so, humidity was low (at least that's what the news said), and the sun was out. Tomorrow and Thursday are supposed to feel like triple digits - throw in some humidity and I am going to want an ice bath (which I will never take).
Showers will be more frequent since as soon as I dry off, I will probably begin to sweat again. I have a sweating problem and it's something I've dealt with my entire life. I pit out almost every t-shirt I put on, regardless of temperature. I know - this is probably too much information for most of you - but it's me, and you read this, so tough shit.
The one thing I find a little humor in when it's unbearably hot like this is the news story that is sweeping the nation - the Weiner Scandal. For those of you under rock, he's some sort of political guy who posted links of, well his "weiner" on Twitter. Not a real good idea there dick.
There is no way you cannot laugh when you hear this phrase on television - regardless of how old you are. The word "wiener" is just something you naturally laugh at, unless you have no sense of humor. It's immature - sure - but it's funny. And the newscasters here put a pretty good emphasis when they say "Weiner" - if it were me, I'd be laughing the entire time.
Also something that made me laugh - and shake my head - was watching a 40-something year old man walk through the supermarket with Natural Light 12-packs in his arms. I thought that was strictly a college-aged beverage because it is so cheap? I guess the economy has yet to turn around. But beer is beer, and there really isn't a beer that tastes "good" so the more I think about it, the less head-shaking I'm doing.
Time to take Nathan out. Nolan is sleeping as is Lindsay (on the couch). I'm watching (half watching) Chopped.
Later y'all.
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