I have an obsession.

Several actually.
Google reader is a problem.

It lets me indulge my feminist "they're out to get us and we must fight back" side.

It keeps me in the loop on the growing train wreck that is the election. And Sarah Palin, who I'm mildly obsessed with.

It lets me spend too long looking at items for the wedding and reception I am having (ok sort of) and the wedding(s) I would have if I was given $50,000 with serious strings attached (eg, could only spend on the wedding itself).

Maybe after the festivities are over I'll try some of the recipes I've been ignoring.

(P.S. Woj, this is for you.)

oh, prom

I had an interesting discussion with an old friend last night, who was lamenting the fact that the majority of her friends have gone from single to married/otherwise seriously involved in the past two years. While that's only about 50% true (and hence more of a perception), my arguement that its not a factor of said friends 'changing' but a factor of the fact that said friends are in their mid-20s+ fell on deaf ears.

Anyway, the less frustrating part of the conversation turned to her randomly running into my HS prom (and date-night) date at some corporate drinks event. Appearently he's going to Harvard Business School next year and got married recently. And I saw this card on Postsecret this morning, and kind of want to send it to him to see if he knew. But I don't have his email (and haven't seen the guy in 8 years, aside from 5 min at the Thanksgiving football game a couple years back), so obviously I can't. Oh well :)

can't say it better

than Katy

I downloaded and cropped my photos as a writing break last night. Tonight, the upload. You have no idea how much restraint this requires.