Howling Time

I'm pretty dang excited about this movie. I keep playing this spot for the adorable howling scene at the end.

Happy Anniversary

I can't believe it's been a year. So much has happened . . . it's true that the first year of marriage (no matter how long you've been together) is challenging. To celebrate making it through, Scooter and I went to the wine country. For your viewing pleasure, here are my favorite photos:

Scott looking out over Castello di Amorosa:

The pair of us hanging out on top of the castle:

Looking out over the valley . . . you can see our car in the parking lot!

A huge thank you to our friends and family for your unconditional love and support. We could not have celebrated this milestone without you!

When I'm Dieting . . .

I get really grumpy. But, this kind of takes the cake!
http://omg.yahoo.com/news/biggest-loser-star-busted-for-throwing-flour-in-ten...

Why I Hate Wedding Planning

by Tessa Robinson

Two Words: Capital Club

Today I called to try to set up an appointment to visit so my mom and sister (both much more adept at picking out colors and centerpieces and shit) could see the place. Of course the coordinator wasn't able to accomodate. And, for kicks, she sent me the 2008 pricing. Now kids, I'm locked into this place . . . signed a contract and everything. And, when I suggested we finalize the menu at contract signing she balked. Apparently that was so she could raise the prices by $5 per person. I let her know that I will not be paying more and that I will be looking for another venue if she doesn't honor the prices that accompanied my contract. I'll find out on Wednesday if she and the club decide to grow some integrity.

Overall, though, much easier to stress about the stupid wedding than to continue feeling like the Angel of Death. So, thank you Capital Club, for giving me a destination (target) for my displaced anger.