Bunny is not at home right now.
So what better time for me to work on a post about her then? In fact, since I’m going to be writing about her for the next week (between 2/8 and 2/14 as this my month to write about people/things I love), I thought I’d kick it off with some pictures that embarrass her. I tend to filet myself quite often on this blog and I think I’d like to let you all feel a bit human in the sense that every picture that’s taken of her doesn’t look like this:
I also feel a bit like getting my ass kicked when she comes home so let’s get going before it’s too late.
You may be asking yourself, “What’s so bad about that picture? She was a cute baby!”
Yes. That is true. What is particularly hilarious about this photo is the fact that the bow in her hair is attached by means of a large swatch of Scotch Tape:
So that one wasn’t overly hilarious… but this one is:
She’s giving me the “Come Hither” stare.
I conveniently forgot the camera when my bachelor party occurred. Fortunately, for Bunny’s bachelorette party, everybody brought one:
Because really… who would want to forget ANYTHING that happened that night?!
I’m so dead.
Anyway, just to set the record straight, for every one of these embarrassing pictures there are about 2,000 pictures of her looking like this:
Or like this:
Or like this:
Etc. Etc. Etc. Etc. Etc. for infinity ad nauseam.
I don’t really know what this post proves other than somehow I managed to marry someone exponentially better looking than me who once in a blue moon get’s a bad picture taken of her. I guess that’s what I’ll shoot for.
Oh… and I wanted to show this picture again:
MY NECK!!! It’s meeeeeelting!! IT’S MEEEEELLLLLTTTTTING!!!
For ever 2,000 amazing pictures of Bunny… there’s 4,000 of me looking like the picture above.