makeover

No, an octogenarian didn't highjack your computer and make everything bigger so that they didn't have to wear their reading glasses while "surfing the interwebs".*  I just realized that my favorite thing about any blog is the pictures (the bigger the better), and that my own blog didn't even reflect that.  So BAM!  Big pictures of my face.

Actually, this may be just the impetus needed to get me to stop blogging about our wedding - as petitioned by a certain Mons. B. - I'm much more comfortable posting huge pictures of inanimate objects (or at least strangers), rather than myself.

Also, (in direct contrast to this fantastic picture of someone working on what can only be a highly creative makeover) I've been on a bit of a simple white kick lately, which explains the other rather boring change.**  But besides this, nothing else is changing.  I'm still here being ridiculous.  And I might keep posting wedding things, just to prove that I don't give in to peer pressure.  Plus, I'm quite sure that Mons. B. secretly likes it.

*ghastly run-on sentence.
**even worse run-on.  I give up.