Dawn's Digression.

I was thinking on the way home from work yesterday. And I had plenty of time. Traffic was horrid. Anyway, I was thinking how unfair it is that I want to talk and talk and talk about the stupid cheap wedding and then come back and say I don't want to talk about it. That's not nice.

Over the weekend, my mom gave me a CD with some pictures on it. I'm going to go ahead and post a couple. It ends up Michele was right when she said I had been depressed since the wedding. I just didn't want it to be true because it is awful to be depressed after you get married. Here's what happened: Saturday night, Ruby, Mom, Michele, and I were hanging out in our room. We decided to watch the video tape of the ceremony. Big mistake. Huge. You see, I felt actually kinda pretty in my wedding dress. When I saw the video I was mortified. I'm huge. Huge, I tell you. So, I spend all this time tanning (Thank goodness I did, imagine how white I'd be otherwise!), and no time exercising or eating right. As a result, this is what I have. Me looking like this on my wedding day. Just lovely. So, I've been depressed about that. I feel so disgusting. I even refused to look at any of those pictures on the CD until this morning. And I was mortified all over again.

At any rate, here we are!