Wedding Invites

We still haven't sent them. I know, we're very late. Soon! We have them but we've been in Mexico, and had we sent them from there they would have arrived sometime in August. Right now they're in Houston, but Lizett is heading back there on Friday for one of her many dress fittings, so she'll address them then and they should be out Saturday morning. In the meantime, feel free to book travel and buy us many expensive gifts. The hotel information is in the save the date--you can book online, I think it's linked at our Knot page. Do it by Feb. 8th though or I'm not sure we still get the group rate. Here's the rough itinerary if it helps--

Friday, 8p-11p: Informal Reception at the hotel
Saturday, 6p-12a: Ceremony and Reception at the Allan House
Sunday, 12:45a-12:47a: Sweet love
Sunday, 8a-ish: Brunch at the hotel

Mexico was scary. Did you know their plumbing system cannot handle toilet paper? I didn't. I learned that lovely fact on the flight over when Lizett finally felt it was safe to tell me you're just supposed to throw it in the garbage. And now I can't unlearn it.

Pictures

I haven't posted lately because I'm a very busy and important man with many responsibilities--like this weekend I dozed in and out of a two hour documentary on Feudal Japan. Did you know Samurais were jerks? Anyway, here's some pictures.

Santa brought Nat a bee umbrella and matching boots

VRREEEEAAAAAARRRWWW!

<ka-ka-ka-ka-ka-ka> WEEEAAAAaaaarrrrwwww... <BOUSCH!!!>

I simply could not decide which of these was more adorable

A rare shot of Andrew not up on two feet

And the Lord gazed down upon the new dollhouse, and He saw that it was good

"I must have you!"                      "It is taboo!"    

Hey look, I discovered the color accent feature on our new camera

Whatever you got for Christmas, it is not as awesome as my custom made multi-colored fuzzy dice

The matching steering wheel cover didn't fit but makes a very fine hat

As promised, a picture of my firm but supple buttocks. Yes. Lizett photographs me while I sleep

Bonus Shot

This is it. THE BEARD. The greatest it ever has been, or ever will be. Seriously, I do not want to contemplate a future, professionally or socially, in which I have another six weeks to walk around looking like a diseased vagrant. Oh yes! It took me six weeks to sprout forth the masterpiece you see sprawling before you. Behold its radience! BEHOLD IT!