Stacy Wedding Pictures

Tricia's secret of taking photo yourself: Put the camera up high.






The Uncle's Bar and the rather large key lime cheesecake margarita things that really weren't that good, but I was so far on the right side of happy that I drank the whole thing.


So at first glance this is a picture of Tricia with her tongue sticking out... but if you look closer, it's actually a picture of Tricia and Michael... don't ask me what he's doing behind her, but you can see he's not imbibing in sickeningly strange aforementioned margarita.


Okay, you must admit this one is cute...



But this one is cuter. I have a penchant for taking pictures of cute flower girls and ring bearers at weddings. Maybe I should be a baby photographer.


Pretty Bubbles... in the wine. Notice at this point we're not sitting up very straight. Or at least I wasn't. We were drafted into serving champagne... and then the DJ called us employees of the Lodge. I really think some of the guests in the back thought I was a waitress.
Sigh.

Not so good picture of me, but at least it's a picture of the bride.

Hey! Graphics!

So aren't they cute? I made two different versions of this picture, which I really think is a rather interesting commentary on our family. This is the first.










And this is the second.

Scriptfrenzy!

Okay, it’s that time again! Name! That! Thingy!

I’m one of the worst people for naming things. If I had my way, every girl would be Kate and guys Alex* but I want to branch out. I’ve already done the “name them after your distant relatives” and the “Name them after Shakespearean Characters”. I need something new for ScriptFrenzy.

So here’s a quiz for you to take:
Winning names will receive acknowledgement and my Eternal Thanks!

Brief Synopsis... as planned so far... I'm thinking Space Sci-Fi... in sort of a world with no aliens, but a bunch of planets that used to be colonies of an Earth Federation that broke apart. My MC was a sort of Secret Service agent on an Isolationist planet. She's accused of treason, but found innocent, though no one treats her like she is. She catches a ride from a black market trader and takes off for parts unknown, only to get dragged back to her planet when somebody starts killing all the agents and the people they protect.

Places:
Isolationist Planet: High structure utopia. Pristine and Gleaming vision of the future.

Poor Podunk Settlement: Invaded and looted by every passing pirate.

Desert Planet: think Middle East on steroids.

People:
Main Character: Female Secret Service Agent. Think: The morals of Jack Ryan, the moodiness of Starbuck, and the butt kickin’ power of Jason Bourne

Black Market Smuggler: On his last run before retiring. Old, grizzly, but affable.

Spunky Teen Techno Sidekick: Haven’t decided on gender, but you know the type.

Ruthless gang of Space Pirates:

Handsome Young Senator: Possible love interest. Somebody’s definitely trying to kill him.

The Queen of Plastic Surgery: Power mad beauty queen.

Best Buddy: Possibly the one who betrayed MC, unwittingly or not.

Executive Rear Kisser: I’m imagining something along the lines of Percy Weasley.

Who Knew?

How evil are you?

Congratulations!

Okay, so I've finally heard from the Clare. Was getting a little worried that she was being sucked down some dark hole and not given enough light.

Nope. She's just getting married!

Not that I think that's the reason for the incommunicado. That I will blame entirely on the technology. Right Clare?

Anyway, I just hope she picks a better wedding date than my cousin Stacy... Cinco De Mayo. Other than being on a day when everyone else has a party for me to go to, it's also smack dab in the middle of CA state testing. It means that I have to take a day off of work, and leave my little munchkins with a sub to give them the test. Fun, Fun, Fun.

I of course will vote for a summer wedding or a Christmas wedding, just so I don't have to take huge amounts off work and fly to charming Ol' England for just long enough to get over my jet lag and back again. hehehe.

I do think long engagements are the long way to go. More time to have lots of parties. Okay, that's also kidding, but one last thing before I have to jet off to school this morning...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY CLARE!!!!