Saturday, October 31, 2009

The Boy's true name!

(Note to Hodoeporicon readers: this is my transparent attempt to make up for underblogging in the month of October by revealing a big piece of secret, uber-important information. !!! Will it work? We'll find out!)

So the man I'm going to marry has a real name. He wasn't born "The Boy." I figured it was time to go ahead and tell you what is was, for three reasons:
  1. Most of you already know, since you know me in real life.
  2. I used to nickname men I dated, in order not to reveal anyone's identity. However, The Boy is going to be the father of my children someday, so he's sticking around for awhile.
  3. He shares co-ownership of Wer Ond Wif with me, so his name is right up on that page for all to see.
Anyway, without further ado, The Boy's true name is Justin.

(crickets)

Back to your regularly scheduled programming.

Saturday, October 17, 2009

Vacation Photos, FINALLY

Hey, so, remember when I went to PEI over the summer and then came home and told you I went and then FAILED UTTERLY to post any of my photos? Yeah, sorry about that. Consider that officially rectified right about . . . now.

I went up first at the end of July into the beginning of August with my parents and grandpop. We had a fairly low-key time. It was really nice to be able to relax a bit.

Our house got a new porch . . .

and hammock.

We went fishing . . .

and caught this scary mother.

Oh, and we went blueberry picking.

Justin and I went up for the last week of August for four days. Too short a time, but we got to see lots of my friends. And here is us at the beach for Justin's first visit!

We wrote our wedding date in the sand there for our Save the Dates.

Then, went to my lovely cousin Bobbie's wedding!

Us in our going-to-a-wedding finery . . .


And us being typically ridiculous.

Monday, October 12, 2009

Are We There Yet?

Here, that is.

I think we finally are. :)

(Photo above taken by my talented friend Lisa at our rental house on our 5-year college reunion weekend! More on that later . . . )