Remember those pictures I promised for Friday? Ha! It rained for three days straight which meant no walk and no natural light. And since the Boyfriend and I are the biggest procrastinators around, we tried to get all our chores and packing done at the last minute so no time to post apologies until today. Sorry.
Our road trip to Decatur, Alabama was fairly uneventful other than constant rain and the occasional horse, but I did manage to snap a few pictures of the little things that make even the most boring drive tolerable for about ten minutes.

I don’t need a sign to tell me that dump trucks are inedible.

Oh, snap! Handbags, shoes, AND a pharmacy? My life is complete.

I understand that there are sticks involved, but I’m intrigued by the “stuff.” Our friend’s iPhone later confirmed it was a furniture store- WORST FURNITURE STORE NAME EVER. And now that I’m looking at this picture again, Fred’s what? What belongs to Fred?
We had a fun weekend exploring the small town and hanging out with friends- something we never do anymore because apparently Jason and I have turned into an “old married couple.” We are neither old nor married so I hardly see how this is accurate. Shoot, I stayed up until 3 AM Atlanta-time on Friday night and I wasn’t even drinking…much. Our other couple friend who we drove to Alabama with dubbed us that in the car and I did my best all weekend to prove them wrong. I even squirted lotion all over my boob in an attempt to use shtick to win them over. Behold:

Beware Lotion Samplers of the World- if the lotion bottle nozzle is crusted over, don’t squeeze harder. Just walk away. It wasn’t meant to be.
The wedding was nice and it’s always a good thing to see your Significant Other looking sharp, even if they don’t shave or wear white socks. ::sigh:: I got a few great shots of Jason and one of our carpoolers Chris in action and acting like the goofball friends they are.

Ah yes, shoving their faces and posing like nuts when I ask them to smile. Quintessential Jason and Chris. But we still love them!
I did manage to get Jason to stand still long enough to take a nice picture with me, though. Finally, a picture of us together, both sober, and looking like respectable adults. A miracle.

I can forgive the beard because we both look cute and I believe I am standing on my tip-toes in this shot.
And to end the wedding re-cap on another happy note, Jason caught the garter and I caught the bouquet. But before you look at the picture, please let me explain that I did not steal the bouquet from a woman in a wheelchair, although it may appear to be so in this photo. The bouquet clearly came straight to me and I politely waited to see if any of the other ladies would take a grab at it, they did not, and I proceeded to make an amazing catch… just before flashing the entire room with my Spanx thigh-shaping shorts. If ever there was a gal who never picked up on lady-like behavior, ’twas me.

And now on to some yarn porn.

Rawr. I’m calling this one “Delightful” because my original title was “Berry Delightful,” a stupid pun, and I realized I use a lot of fruit-themed titles. It was also a delight to spin and ply and I think it’s the best yarn I’ve made yet. It’s due for a soak and stretch and then I make the difficult choice between using it myself or putting it up on Etsy. I’m leaning towards selfishness because it looks so good, but we shall see.