The quick brown fox jumped over the good, but lazy Parker family.
a couple of firsts for baby sparklet while we’re down in historic colonial williamsburg for a friend’s wedding:
it probably goes without saying, but for what it’s worth the wedding isn’t a “destination” wedding — the colonial equivalent of a disney wedding package or something. the bride and I both had the great fortune to grow up in Williamsburg, surrounded by the odd million of tourists each season.
although, the notion of people paying extra to get married in knickers and a bonnet is really to delicious to *not* try and make money off of it.