I finally pulled out the proofs of our wedding photos.

It's been an interesting nine months or so since the actual event.  No one blames us for not having dealt with it really; the stress level hasn't been what one would call normal.  Who needs to sit and stare at tiny versions of pictures of everyone partying?  But we're doing it now.

I blink a lot. 

It is always interesting to see who the photographer captures; there are few photos of certain cousins and whatnot, and then there are a zillion photos of a few people whom we like but don't necessarily need photos of quite as much.  And there's "That Guy."

If I'd been really blogging right after the wedding, I certainly would have blogged about him then.  He's a guy who was at our wedding who is the spouse of someone important to us.  I'd only met him once before.  And he's in every freaking shot of the video (the reception part anyway), and a whole lot of the pictures.  There's one I might ask our photographer to Photoshop him out of, because it's a nice shot of Joey and me with a lovely friend of mine...and That Guy.

Oh well.  Heh.