Whoa, my voice is annoying, isn't it? I always like to know what a blogger's voice sounds like, but my sincerest apologies, OK? But, I thought you might want to watch our first "wedding cake" tasting, one year later. And, OH MY, they weren't tasty. They weren't even edible and, seriously, where did this tradition come from? Trust me, brides and grooms, abandon it. DON'T SUCCUMB.
Other photos posted/posting soon. And more stories from Arkansas coming soon, too. Like the story of how I got naked in front of a LOT of people, people who weren't my husband and who also weren't the patrons of Schlitterbahn. And the story of how Mike lost his wedding ring. It was, obviously, a great trip. Just to prove it, we ended the night dancing in our living room to our first-dance song and then watching old "Top Chef" episodes.
Seriously, marriage isn't that bad.
(I also watched the season finale of One Tree Hill, and let's just say, I'm officially sick of this show. IT PAINS ME TO WATCH IT. I should have stopped around episode one of season four.)