I believe I can fly

This made me quiet laugh at my desk this morning.  You know, the laugh that you think your co-worker can't hear when in reality you sound like you crying/huffing/crazy.

outtakes

This was one of the first pictures that Shannon snapped during our engagement photo session. I think we were pretending to look longingly into each others eyes and just started cracking up.

"What do we do?????" we kept on asking her. Shannon is so patient and so kind and she just let us get our giggles out until we found our "groove" (which may or may have not been helped out by a few glasses of champagne--just sayin')

I might be horse laughing just a weeee tiddly bit but I still like this picture. It's so very "us".

And then there is our Stetson Cologne ad.
Andrew was really nervous about taking pictures (I still can't believe I convinced him to do it) so I told him to just pretend like he was a model and be uber confident. Easy, right?

The outcome: a Stetson man was born. Eat your heart out Tom Brady. You ain't got nothin' on us.

I think I was trying to look "cool" and off camera but the whole thing just made us roll laughing when we saw it.

keep it real, folks and happy thursday.

why can’t we let those smiles slip out? that is cool. the smile that shows all your gums & your bones.

I have been meaning to post this find for awhile.

Tonight will work.

YOU ARE REMARKABLE is a great blog that I stumbled upon. I loved this entry about hiding behind "their internet personality, their favourite scene. what’s so wrong with being messy & laughing until your lungs hurt? why is that not cool? "

and who hasn't been here before:

"why is that [referring to being messy and laughing until your lungs hurt] not something we photograph & if it does per chance get photographed we immediately de-tag ourselves or throw it into photoshop because god-forbid we don’t look perfect. "

So in honor of appreciating those messy, wonderful "lost" pictures I will post this beauty.

andrew is beside me with a very goofy face. I am so sweet for not exposing it for all the world* to see.

*Over the weekend:

A: So, who reads your blog?

Me: I think just me. And, um, like, two of my friends.