The Two-Hundredth-and-Twenty-Third Day

Well, we did all see the Leaning Tower of Pisa together.

Also, Cait and me holding hands is cute, no matter how ghostly white or unusually large they look.

The Two-Hundredth-and-Twenty-Second Day

Cute! However, I'm sure their faces would have looked different had I taken one after we found out how much we had to pay for parking.

The Two-Hundredth-and-Twenty-First Day

We discovered our high school yearbook this weekend. And in it, to Olivia, I wrote something like, "I think your name is pretty. That's why we are friends and will keep in touch." Eh, I probably wrote "KIT."

Also, happy anniversary to Trish and me. On this day in 1998, we went to our first concert ever, to see the greatest band in the world.

The Two-Hundredth-and-Twentieth Day

Today, I am thankful for this little guy. Maybe my favourite picture ever.

Happy Thanksgiving!

The Two-Hundredth-and-Nineteenth Day

Just three hours into our five-hour trip to Philly.

The Two-Hundredth-and-Eighteenth Day

The Norwegians give America a Christmas tree every year. Yep.

The Two-Hundredth-and-Seventeenth Day

John, Kevin, Vania, Colleen, Emma, Emily. 3am.

The Two-Hundredth-and-Sixteenth Day

Presente.

The Two-Hundredth-and-Fifteenth Day

And Saint Joe's was theeeerrrrre.

The Two-Hundredth-and-Fourteenth Day

A-T-L, Georgia, what do we do for ya?
...something, something inappropriate...like them Georgetown Hoyas.

In other news, I was awake for all 24 hours of today. Woot woot!

The Two-Hundredth-and-Thirteenth Day

Among my favs: "mid-day naps," "cuddling," and "orbs that shoot out hand sanitizer."

The Real Two-Hundredth-and-Twelfth Day

Just the temperature as I walked to the metro. Brrr.