This is going to be brief.
I'm a bit tired of the whole "Handsome" thing.
I mean, my groom (which doesn't sound as sweet and "awww!"-inducing as when a man says "my bride", and that's just sexist.) is still quite handsome. Especially considering we've managed to make it through the start of fall without any reappearance of the 'stache. *shudder*
But I'm tired of writing it, and mostly just tired of accidentally typing his name and then having to go back and re-type Handsome. And so, it's time for the unveiling. I hope you brought popcorn.
Handsome's name is...
|He's even handsome at NASCAR.|
I'm glad we got that out of the way.
You may now go back to your regularly scheduled weekend activities. Which for me means still attempting to clean out the to-be-nursery, washing dishes, remembering I left my dog outside, and smelling lovely fall smells. Maybe a jaunt to the apple orchard, I'm not sure.
Love and Infernos,