Friday, March 13, 2009

The perfect start to what promises to be a wonderful weekend. What is this perfect start? I came home an hour earlier than expected from work, had some laughs with Matthew at the expense of his new video game that came out today: Resident Evil 5, and went to take a wonderfully relaxing nap. Perfection. Then I didn't have to nanny. Double perfection.

Now I have fired up the Hewlett Packard and am preparing to finish the task of organizing and designing my wedding album. I thought I could finish it last weekend, but it is such a huge task! I have over 1000 pictures and have to edit and crop a few before adding them to a page of our album. Plus I have to put them all in order. I am using the pictures from our photographer, Jon McGehee, of course, but also some pictures my friends and family took on our perfect day. One of my friends photographed the beautification process before the wedding. My sister took lots of amazing pictures just for fun. And of course there are all the various angles of pictures my friends and family took during the actual wedding and reception from their seats. It will be quite the album when I am done. It will be the same kind of album everyone else orders through their photographers post wedding, but it will be exactly how I want it since I am doing it all myself, it will be cheaper, and I have a much wider variety of photos to choose from.

I love looking back through my wedding pictures. I had the perfect wedding. Literally. Everything went perfectly. I could not have been more pleased. Eveything looked heavenly and divine. Lovely. Perfection, once again. Basically, life is absolutely wonderful. I admit, lately I have been too happy. Such a good feeling. Of course, I did have that slight mini meltdown on Wednesday night, but after I had a good long walk and talk with Matthew, everything was wonderful once again. People think I'm just glossing over the nity-grity aspects of my life when I say this, but sincerely, I am so happy. Love does that I guess.

Back to editing. Love.

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