Wedding Photos: The first few...

Thanks Mom!  Here are a few shots from the wedding.  Not the professional photos, but still quality, nonetheless...

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Last Words

In just 3 hours I'll be a married man.
It's prep time, and photos are imminent, but I'm excited & waiting, so I'll kill some time with a post.
Preparing to hear every cliche greeting & congratulations in the book, but can't wait to see & party with everyone.
And of course, after party will be at Villa Sorriso on Colorado @ Pasadena Ave, 10:30pm; we've got 2 VIP tables!

FINAL WEEKEND: What to Do?

So this is my final weekend as a 'single' man...what to do?  Well, I've been blogging about myself more than I'd care to of late, so I would enjoy deflecting attention by doing some passive blogging and taking-in the environment.  That's right, it's adventure time!  And while I'd like to post an update or two to The Spot during the day, it'll be much easier to update twitter, so follow the feed on the right side of the page, or follow me @cbucka on twitter.  But anyway, here's the rough itinerary...

- Santee Alley:  Need shades, and a ring-bearer gift for the nephew.
- Fry's, Manhattan Beach: Need blank CD's (I know, who uses those anymore, right) to copy music for the wedding
- Redondo Beach: Hang with the 'rents and Grandpa down in the South Bay
- Pasadena: Check out potential after-party locations
-Glendale: Probably going to take photos around town, we'll see.

8 Days to go: Random Thoughts

Okay, the wedding is just 8 days away....aren't I supposed to be freaking out, mid-life crisis style!?!....still waiting on that.

8 days left; everything will be different after that!  Really? Like 28 and 364 days felt any different than my 29th birthday? Granted, I'll be wearing a ring, but I'm in a rather rationally-charged, mature relationship, so the concept of everything changing is lost on me until I hear the life altering phrase, "I'm pregnant!"

On my flight to Vegas, I was utterly crushed when I realized that we didn't register at Sky Mall.

I'm seriously contemplating just losing it and making up a tragic story the next time someone gives me those googley eyes and asks if I'm ready for the 21st. Honestly, that question alone causes me more stress than the process has.