Garry likes to take these "one-handed" photos since we don't like bothering other people to take our picture. They always come out a little bit weird, but voila, the magic of cropping!
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08/07/2002 Entry: "Weekend Wedding"
When I was little, my mom used to drag me to weddings. We would have big arguments over my dress. She always wanted me to wear these puffy dresses -- itchy, tight, and a bit too ostentatious for my taste. I would always be wearing couture gowns, and was afraid the guests would think I'm part of the entourage. I hated weddings. I always thought they were a big burden to the guests, a big expense for couples, and everyone would be much happier without them. I just didn't understand what the big fuss was about.
But then I grew up and found love... and now everything is different. I understand.
I love seeing my friends get married -- it's like watching a romantic movie, but LIVE. Garry and I went to Evance and Angela's wedding last Saturday. You just have to look at them together and you'll know they were meant for each other. I'm very very happy for them.
Here's a picture of me and Garry at the wedding...
