I present to you a few choice pics from the The Most Awesomest Photo Gallery of Rachel Ever Made.
Many thanks to Jeff and Michelle Lazelle for taking and scanning these pics (also, making and raising Rachel).
Comments rssMy dad spent an entire day scanning pictures for the slide show that my brother is putting together.
I present to you some choice pics of The Most Awesomest Photo Gallery of Me Ever Made:
Comments rssWeeks ago Rachel decided that since she had only run five times in the last six months, it wouldn’t be wise to run the half we signed up for back in September.
But when we went to pick up my race packet on Saturday she got caught up in the pre-race hoopla and said “Well… maybe I could just start the race and then drop out after five miles or so….”
And so on Saturday, exactly one month before our wedding, Rachel and I started the Indianapolis Mini Marathon together. 2.5 hours and 13.1 miles later we crossed the finish line. Together.
What kind of woman just shows up and runs a half-marathon without training for it? She is such a rockstar. I couldn’t be more proud of her.
I am so ridiculously in love with this girl.
After the race, before the endorphins wore off.
I lived in Indy for 13 years. This was my first time to the Indianapolis Motor Speedway.
Comments rssJasmine is my cat.
Rachel has two cats.
“If you have one cat, you’re just a guy who has a cat. If you have two cats, well, they’re friends so they can keep each other company. When you have three cats, you start to be that guy that has all those cats….” (sourced from the entertaining and educational Engineer’s Guide to Cats)
Our landlord capped our lease at two cats. Also, we have concerns about the “territory marking” that may occur if we mix the three cats together. Just takes one stray stream of cat urine to put a damper on the matrimonial enjoyment of a brand new mattress.
And so… Jasmine needs a new home. She’s not one of those emotionally needy cats. She’ll look for some lovin’ when you get home from work — just enough to make you fell missed — but she won’t incessantly wave her tail in your face while you are watching Lost. She’ll curl up at the end of your bed at night, but she won’t wake you up at 4am crawling under your covers. Her favorite foods are BBQ chips and butter (preferably Plugra, but Land o’ Lakes will suffice in a pinch).
Basically, she’s the perfect cat. If you or anyone you know might be interested in giving this princess a new palace in which to roam, please let me know.
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