it's snowballing.

first one cousin. now another! my cousin popped the question with a ring and a tennis racket and she said yes... isn't melissa lovely?

they look so happy.

i love weddings. i believe in weddings. 

this year there are three alone and they're all family affairs. 

i love when the whole clan comes together. and even better than that? reasons to wear those fancy dresses nestled in the closet!

Stace, you know how you said...

...that the reason it worked with Nick the second go round is because you learned how to cook?

Well, I'm in trouble.

I tried tonight I really did. And the thing is, I want to like cooking. Trust me, it's not for lack of desire that I constantly come up short.

Dumplings. Sounds easy enough right?

Wrong.

They take much too much time to boil. Then, you put them in a frying pan slicked with a tiny, seemingly miniscule amount of oil and the little devils cause that oil to spring up onto your poor, unsuspecting arms and hands.

This was after I lost two of the little things down the disposal as I tried to drain the water. They slipped away like live fish and before I even knew what had happened I was left staring down at an empty sink, debating whether to go in after them. I know, I know that would have been bad. So they're still there. Sad little dumplings stuck in a drain.

And they weren't even that good. Jonathan was nice, he told me otherwise to make me feel better, but I know the truth.

I know.

Oh yeah, and that tiny, little bit of oil that managed to add calories but no flavor is all over the kitchen floor.

How will I ever become marriage material?

My scanner has created a monster. Volume I: My Parents Wedding Album

I know scanners have been around for a long while now. But man are they cool. How am I just now finding this out? This discovery, coupled with staying at my aunt's house (where she has a completely different set of photos than my mother and father) have turned me into a photo fiend. I'm drunk with power.

Today I came across my parent's wedding album. First of all, they are so beautiful. And look so happy in the pictures. Who would've thunk it (just kidding guys). I think all couples that get married should have at least one extra album put together for the children they might have one day. Because when I had turned 18 or 21 getting that little piece of history would have meant more to me than any material item (except maybe a Marc Jacobs bag. Just kidding. Kinda).

There's some statistic that says couples who engage in the traditional "cake face smashing ceremony" are less likely to stay together. But my parents proved those people wrong. Why avoid an opportunity for fun? Because pomp and circumstance supersede a little debauchery? I hope my wedding is filled with more fun than I know what to do with.

And pure, unadulterated, unqualified, unabashed love, for that matter.

Long before I was born...

I'm a day late, but as of yesterday my parents have been married for thirty years. And keep in mind, that doesn't include the six years they dated. I'm pretty lucky.

I love this photo.

My mom in January of 1976, two and half years before she married my dad. Is she gorgeous or what?

He looks so collegiate.

This was in August of 1976 at a friend's wedding. What were they wearing?!

Note: I think my parents would have my head if they knew I put this on here, so let's keep it our little secret.

Also: I figured out how to use my scanner so there's no stopping me now!