they make me gag. seriously. i don't know if i've looked through a single one after which i've thought, "hmm, that was nice." they're rarely very interesting. no, we don't really care what the bed looked like (or the bathrobes), how many bikinis she brought, or what it was like lounging on the beach on day number five (could it really be that different than days number one, two, three, and four?). AND....self-shot kiss pictures??!! are you kidding me??? uuugh. they're downright painful. i laugh. i do. out loud. they're ridiculous. maybe once in a blue moon there's a sort of cute one but mostly...really not tasteful.
don't get me wrong. i plan on having a fabulous honeymoon. and i have nothing against beds, beaches, kissing, or bikinis. but seriously...a facebook album?! it's more than I can stomach. i just want to say, "who cares! you should have been enjoying the moment(s) more than thinking about how you'd document the trip for the world!"
but i don't know. maybe i'll feel differently when the time comes? i rather hope not...
whew. alright: rant over.
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Do I ever have an album for you...
uh oh
hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
sister. i don't know why you're laughing.
because you are so passionate about this. wow.
I love it Andrea!!!!
Having not had a real honeymoon, maybe I am just jealous of those who share the details of their own... but I would like to think not.
However, when that lovely day comes that David and I are traveling somewhere exotic, or on a date in SD sans children for just an evening, I may end up digitally documenting for all to see! From the moment he opens my car door to the cheesy fake floral arrangement on the restaurant table. Look out! Here comes the gratuitous self-smoochy shot!
That being said, be sure to check out all the family pics from Christmas on FB. :)
Abby, when David gets back you have FULL RIGHT to do anything cheesy, smoochy, sappy romantic, etc. goodness. i've thought of you often, looking through facebook pics and whatnot, and wonder how you do it :)
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