Yesterday was our third wedding anniversary. I remembered that the new printer Matt bought is also a scanner, so I decided to break it in by scanning and posting some wedding photos. Sadly, I seemed to jam up the whole works by trying to upload photos that were too large or something. However, Kalisah was saying something the other day about Rosie O'Donnell having a BlogSpot blog (way to do it on the cheap, Rosie), and her traffic jamming up all the circuits. So I'll blame the celebrity.
Anyway, I'm going to try again later to rescan the photos at a lower resolution and post them. I'm not ignoring anyone, really!
Update to the Update Sonofabitch, I should have previewed the page. It looks like one photo did actually make it through. To answer Kalisah's question, and this is going to be roundabout, I wasn't preparing to sprint down the aisle or anything. See, Matt and I are exactly the same height when standing barefoot, and I wasn't sure it was a good idea for me to wear heels and tower over him. I hate, loathe and despise flats. And really, where on God's green earth was I going to wear a pair of white dress shoes again anyway? Finally, I wasn't about to schlep all over Las Vegas in a pair of uncomfortable shoes, so I just said, "Fuck it," and wore tennis shoes. They had blue trim, and that also fulfilled my "something blue" requirement. And now you know.