A confession...

Ok, well, it's probably pretty obvious that someone is a leeeeettle obsessed with her wedding photos. Sooooo... sorry about that.

I've never before wanted this much to look at this many photos of myself.
It's a really strange feeling.

But doesn't my husband look handsome?!
And isn't everything just so perfect and pretty?!?!
And these aren't even half of them!

Sigh.

I got home from a bike ride nearly an hour ago, and I've been looking at and posting them since. Eric kept looking over here again and again, then finally said, "What in the world are you doing?! I thought you were going to take a shower. ... You smell."

My husband thinks I smell.

Dreamy sigh.

The honeymoon--and wedding picture day--is so over.