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Chris-o Suave and Skip-o Suave. GQ wants them for a shoot, but they're afraid it might negatively reflect on their ultra-suave image. |
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The most relaxed pose of the entire wedding. Ahhh ... This is nice. Think we liked it a little too much - this is how we spend much of our free time lately - expcept on the couch - not the steps at the front of a church. |
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Daddy's moment. Also the moment at which Chris and I both had sudden realizations of reality (that we had thought we were already in full realization of). And I thought it wouldn't feel real until afterwards! |
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Nothing quite like bubbles. From left to right: Jen, Anthony, Cramer, Carson, somebody's arm, Sammy (or maybe I should say 'Sam', but he's always been Sammy to me and it just sounds wierd the other way). Hanging around outside the reception. |
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More Bubbles! Wohoo! And me in my crown (which was supposed to bug Mom, but didn't really have the intended effect) Oh well. From left to right Robin, a piece of somebody's bosom (sorry ma'am I don't recognize that part of you), Courtnie, mom, yours truly, Sherry, and part of Angel. |
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...And the man better known as 'Bubbles'. OK, not really ... this is Marc (better known as 'The Ulinator') -- I just thought it would be fun to call him Bubbles - especially since he's in a different state and is too fond of laughing at me to beat me up. Luv 'ya Bubbles! |
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