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Okay, now really - how frickin' HOTTTT is my wife? My goodness, I could just faint from the sheer hotttttness.

On Friday, my beloved thatpatti took fancy-pants portraits of us. (Jen's going to do a painting of Patti's son, Fisher. Barter system - GO!) We've never really had any pictures of us that weren't taken at arm's length while we smooched in front of an oceanscape or whatever, and I really don't like the whole "go to a place, sit down, take boring pictures" thing. So when Patti started /really/ getting schwank with the photography, I knew I was in! I love the way Patti likes to take natural-looking pictures in natural settings.

I'm not a good person to photograph because I am always making goofy faces and I can't stop laughing, and when you add the nervousness of professional photography, well... forget it. So it was nice to have Patti because a) she likes me and wouldn't yell at me for being weird, and b) she does her best work when things aren't too posed.

If anyone is even remotely near Columbus, I wholeheartedly recommend thatpatti for photography. See the results and tell your friends! She's the best!

(p.s. What do you think of the New Girly Jude^TM?)

Dragging ass

I was dragging ass all day today due to lack of sleep, but now I seem to be getting my second wind. That sucks, because I really need to make tonight an early night.

I tried to make good use of my time between home visits today and went home instead of back to the office so I could do most of the unpacking. I think that was a smart move on my part, because I was so wiped when I came home that I wouldn't have ever gotten around to it. I was so draggy all day that I called and cancelled babysitting tonight because I knew I wouldn't have it in me to appropriately entertain/manage a three-year-old. Instead I did a little grocery shopping (because we had nothing) and have been eliminating oodles of e-mails from my inbox and coming up with a Strangeland post. I have Running on Empty droning in the other room and haven't even looked over to watch it at all, but now I can send it back to Netflix with a clear conscience. At some point I should take out the garbage and bring up the rest of the groceries, I suppose. Then bed. (Hopefully with smooches.)

We got in around 1:30am and I had dozed on the plane so I was wired when I got into bed. I wish I could just shut my brain off sometimes. Being scatterbrained is quite exhausting.

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I've decided that if Jen moves me to icky JebBushVille, she has to buy me a house with a swimming pool. I will accept no substitutions.