Footwear.

The warm weather we've been having has resurrected my 'sexy army' (as inscribed on the shoe) Rocket Dog flats from their winter solstice. The soles are paper thin and falling off, and I've lost most of the Rocket Dog label on the back - I found one of the O's in my car today and now all that's left is the "R-O" in Rocket. But I'm wearing them down to the last step because of their sentimental value; they were a favorite purchase from London's Camden Market....and a special reminder of my year in England.

Speaking of shoes, for a while now I've been wanting moccasins. They seem like the kind of thing you can wear anywhere at anytime. So I indulged and ordered a pair the other day online. Although, looking at them now, I may have buyer's remorse...

Happy St. Patricks Day!

So I don't really get the whole hoopla surrounding St. Patricks Day.....

Whatever St. Patrick did somehow translates to......getting drunk on green beer? Hmmmm.  St. Patrick's day parades always make me think of that scene in The Fugitive where Harrison Ford grabs a green hat from a garbage can to try and blend in with a crowd which always leads me to think "How very convenient for him..."

Anyways, Tim and I find ourselves celebrating this holiday with my parents by eating baked potatoes (its the best vegetarian replacement to corned beef I could think of) and watching Darby O'Gill and the Little People, arguably one of the greatest leprechaun movies of all time.

Here we see Darby getting King Bryan drunk so that he can kidnap him and hold him prisoner until he makes his three wishes. Classic. 

Just Married.

In the past 16 days we....

Road tripped it up to Niagara Falls w/ our British BFFs!

Tied the knot!

Went on our honeymoon in Amish country....

Where we ate and bought a lot of cheese!

Moved into our cozy apt. in Lakewood.