Walking to the beat....

So as I walked through North Commuter to my car an awesome Celine Dion song came on my ipod and yes, I might have changed the pace of my walk to match the beat of the song. This might seem odd but I thought it a better option because 2 seconds before that I considered busting out into dance. Although I did refrain from this action simply because there were quite a few others walking to thier cars as well. They might think I was weird....

On a different note:

I finally finished our tree skirt and stockings, And we got our tree put up!

And yes, I do have an enourmously obnoxious star on the top of our tree!

It's also adorned with the cutest little fluffy owl from Pier 1, a snowball garland I made from silver thread and white pom poms, some super glittery pears and apples, and some clear glass balls I filled with strips cut out of an old book. Its not finished yet but our homemade 'vintage mod' tree is on its way to completion.

So I decided...

So I decided weddings and all that goes with, such as wedding pictures, engagement pics, and bridals, are awesome. How often do you have a justified reason to post TONS of pictures of yourself without being criticized?
On that note, here are a few favorites from our Awesome day...

Curious to know...

I'm curious to know if anyone else has ever looked at their shadow to see how they walk? I realize that a shadow probably isn't the best level of judgement when your trying to discern the way people see you, but have you ever looked at your shadow and thought "Wow! I walk like a moron!" Well, I do. Quite frequently actually. I just happened to think about it today as I walked all the way to my car from Human Sciences (all because the stupid bus drove off right when I walked up to it, and trust me, North Commuter is ALOT further away than you think. Especially when your wearing Uggs. They can be really heavy and cumbersome.) Kinda like all those girls who can't walk in stiltetos to save their lives. Well, yes, they can technically walk in them but they haven't yet figured out that your center of gravity tends to shift a bit when you throw a 3-4 inch spike underneath your heels. You know what I'm talking about, they tend to lean forward and walk as if someone has a rope around their neck pulling them. I'm pretty sure I don't do that when I wear heels, (mostly because Kendal and I did a heel walking test in front of each other one day to make sure) but maybe those girls should spend a little more time looking at their shadow!