My cousin Brett got married over the weekend. It is a little weird to take part in a wedding with mine coming up so quickly. Just to think that in less than two months it will be me standing at the end of the aisle watching my beautiful bride walk down to the alter is exciting to say the least.

After the party we drove out to New Hampshire to visit the Byrne’s new house. After a little guitar hero and the most incredible sweet pickled jalapeno peppers the brother on the right in that picture, the son of the brother in the center and I trekked through the unexplored woods of their new locale. I’ve gone three years now with the same cell phone. Not once have I lost it or had to replace it due to it breaking or malfunctioning. About ten seconds into our trek Steve, slips down a steep hill, grabs me (who is bare foot and balancing on rocks, dirt and sticks) and proceeds to drag me down the slope with him. Needless to say my three year record is broken and the cracks in my screen are slowly creeping across the entire screen.

That’s unfortunate timing too, seeing as how I thought my car would easily pass inspection (after I replaced the cracked windshield), only to be surprised by a $700-$800 grocery list of repairs necessary for it to pass. Now that’s nerve racking, with my wedding and honeymoon only two paychecks away… I’m about ready to run to Lowes and pick up some of the tools that I already have on our registry so that I can do the brakes myself.