We'll Remember This Day Forever. Or The Next Two Months, Whichever Comes First

Welcome to our newest follower, Stephany. Glad to have you with us on this crazy journey.

The big day has come and gone. You're now husband and wife (this is all theoretical at the moment, just play along). You're back from the honeymoon and settling into married life. Trying to figure out how to be husband and wife without throwing dinnerware across the house at each other. B, be careful, we know your history with things being thrown at you. [Disclaimer: I am not saying their marriage will result in literal flying saucers, this blog is tongue in cheek folks].

Look at the damage. But who is the guy with the mustache?

Okay, where were we headed with this? Oh yes, remembering the wedding (you saw that coming right?). You'll be surrounded by family, friends, and me. There will be countless cellphone pictures going up on Facebook. You'll have your professional photographer making you stand in the weirdest poses you can think of.

Did I say poses? I meant "outfits" with someone's baby. Of course, the big trend a few years ago was the disposable camera on the table to capture all of those candid moments that have been meticulously staged by the guests.

Great pictures that you will want to revisit time and time again, no? Certainly we will all post pictures and try to find the most embarrassing of them to showcase on the world-wide web. Just make sure that the idea behind the disposable camera is clear, unlike a recent "The Office" episode where the receptionist takes pictures on the camera and then throws away the camera once the roll is done. She doesn't quite get the idea.

And once the roll is done, we can still go around charging the flash and hitting the camera and making the place light up like a bad disco.

B may have a tough time keeping a smile on his face for 4 or more hours. He'll be ecstatic and in love, but I don't know that I've seen him smile that long. He won't even look at a camera...

 

Ahh, memories. Of course, it could be worse. You could swallow the microphone. And who wouldn't want to remember that?