My F-SiL is gorgeous!! As is his mamma! Damn you look good woman! I can only assume the totaly STUD was DH?

I can only assume the totaly STUD was DH?

He cleans up nicely.

Aww, jeez, he's all grown up already

I know! No matter how many people told me, "it goes by so fast" I never believed them. I do now.

He really does look like you, Cash. And what a lovely boy!

That's a very you expression, Cash. Cutie-head.

It's increasingly clear that Pointy-Haired Professor Boss does not like the undergrad we hired.

First, he complains because she talks too much. Today, on my way out the door and towards the bus, he tells me that she shouldn't be on e-mail so much.

I wish he'd stop being such a micromanaging ass.

Thanks everyone! I loved that veil, I just wish that it wasn't so long that it became uncomfortable to wear after the first dance.

ND, that picture was taken as we were dancing the Tarantella. So much fun.

The bouquet was Black Magic roses with white mini-calla lilies and bear grass loops. It turned out exactly as I had envisioned.

Apparently at the phone center where I work, we are not allowed to dress up for Halloween.

"We are a professional service firm trying to convey a certain image and atmosphere"

God knows you can't let the potential clients know your employees can have a bit of fun. Even when no such clients are scheduled to visit.

Rosa Parks has died.

I liked the way you wound the veil around your arm. It made it look a throw designed to go with the dress!

And you looked like you were having so much fun with the Tarantella. Except that your dress was white, I kept expecting to see a bull come rushing at you from behind it all the time! You worked that skirt, girl, awesomely.

Cash, that boy better be careful. Some girl is going to scratch his eyes right out of jealousy, they are so pretty.

There's a *reason* that bears hibernate in the winter, damn it. Who are we to defy the laws of nature?

All I want to do is hibernate. This is the exact wrong time of the year for me to have an assload of freelance work to do, and yet -- the assload looms. I'm so overwhelmed, not just by freelance work, but by....everything. Everything seems herculean, and/or not worth the effort.

I don't know how common it is, but I have Schroedinger's Depression [note: not a real malady]. If I can ignore all the warning signs, then it's not "real," it doesn't exist, and I can manage to push on through all the crap I need to do. But once I acknowledge its existence -- boom. The smallest things are suddenly insurmountable, and I just want to crawl in a cave and hibernate.

And my Dad is having his gallbladder out tomorrow, which I know is fairly routine at this point in medical advances. But I still feel so burdened.

Really, I want to crawl in a cave where no one can reach me, no one can bother me and need a ride home from the hospital, need me to fix what they fucked up at work, need me to work overtime, need me to be friendly, need me to give advice, need me to not object to being the responsible one, need me to answer the goddamned phone, need me to cook for myself, need me to do anything more than just sleep. I don't have any extra energy to give to anything outside of me right now, but the outside never goes away, and never fucking stops needing needing needing.

Cave. Now. Please.

t edit Please, please, PLEASE no punctuation hugs.