The other day, I dragged Lindsea to the DMV and made her officially a Volle. She'll always be an England, but it was time for her to stop carrying our marriage certificate around to prove we're married lol. Afterwards, I took her to Costco and we got a membership. Other women require fancy baubles and loads of money
spent on them. MY wife, however, only requires a Costco membership. :)



Over a month ago, we went to Savannah. We did a "ghost tour" via horse drawn carriage with the driver and her boyfriend. We also ate at Paula Deen's place, which (honestly) was like eating the food at my family reunions lol. But then, I'm used to southern food, whereas Lindsea has only had whatever they feed people in Washington. I dunno what that would be...something with apples in it I suspect.

This is a picture of The Ryger at our wedding. You can just tell he's planning something, and the worrying thing is we probably have no idea what. It's kind of like a real life Stewie Griffin, without the football head.

Apparently this runs in the family. Keep that look Whitni, you might need to use it on a husband one day.

Lindsea and I recently went to see the Boss and his wife. We posed for a photo op and kissed up a bit in hopes that I'll get a full time position soon. However, there was a bit of awkwardness at the end in which the Boss's Wife blew me a kiss in front of The Wife and I had to bustle The Wife out of there before there was a cat fight and the Mouse lost.

This is a mural in the bathroom at the Hoop Di Doo Revue at Fort Wilderness. Just a piece of hidden Disney humor for ya :)

Pounds of Happiness

Why did no one tell me that along with happiness comes inches and a double chin? Well, I'm here to tell you all--- it does!

14 pounds, weeks of saving, a week of super saving thanks to Mom and Dad being in town (You and Costco are my friends!), we bit the bullet and bought a treadmill. We have plans for the next decades of our lives and prefer to be healthy for them. Florida heat sure doesn't inspire me to get out and exercise much and I needed something I could do easily.

We decided to make our exercising a weekly competition. We would log the time on the treadmill and whoever had the least time would plan the date for the week. Do I even need to say who won? Yeah, it was me, by over 100 minutes!

Thanks to the ease of the treadmill those 14 pounds have shrunk a little to 11. I consider it a splendid investment in my health. Thankfully this happiness won't come with an extra chin :)