Moving Along

Trista has been in town the last couple of days and when she's around I don't spend too much time online. Instead, we worked on wedding planning and did one of the most important things we can do...register for gifts.

Here's the reason's to get married: Be joined for eternity with person you love more than anything else in the world. And in a close second, GET FREE STUFF!

Unfortunately, the things that are generally registered for are towels and bed sheets and pots, and almost each one is pink or coral or sage or some other made up color that is invariably girly. Now the one good thing in all of this is that I got to use the bar scanning gun, which is a consolation prize because it looks like a futuristic laser gun and has a trigger that can be considered somewhat manly.

I'm fairly sure we aren't finished yet, though. If I get my way, we'll be registering for giant televisions and giant charcoal grills...things I will want to use as opposed to an apple corer and a large mixing bowl.

I like cooking and cleaning as much as the next guy, but if you really want to get ME (get Trista whatever you want) a present...get all 200 people at the wedding to pitch in and get me biggest grill you can find and a freezer full of beef.

Talk about being in love.