I lied to you, and it might not be the last time

Last night, after about 2 months of walking right past it, I dusted off my camera and went about getting prepared to download all the pictures from my camera to my hard drive. I checked the battery - good to go. And then I spent 2 hours intermittently wandering around in the office and looking at the cupboard where all my camera gear normally resides when not in use to find the cable - a very important piece of equipment if you're attempting to copy files from a camera to a laptop, without which the very act of copying is unpossible. I spent some time looking at the top layer of my desk, which sits about a foot above the desk's surface and is comprised of god only knows what but probably stuff that I should organize at some point. I rifled through my one desk drawer and noted to myself that because the drawer rifling was somewhat therapeutic that I needed to sell my desk and buy a new one made of drawers for just this situation, as I expect it will happen several times again in the future. I tend to lose things, or as I like to call it, misremember where I've placed many items I often need to use at a later point in time.

And not 30 seconds after complaining very loudly that I couldn't find the STUPID GODDAMN CABLE to no one in particular but Doing so in the same room as my husband just so someone could register my complaint, I went into my bedroom to flop on my bed in a fit of WAHHHHHHHH and nearly tripped right over the very cable I'd been tearing apart every other room in the apartment looking for. Of course.

Long story short, I haven't even looked at those pictures yet, but this morning, after ignoring the fact that it's Canadian Thanksgiving (in October!), I decided to try to get a little artsy and take some shots of our wedding rings. And that's why I lied - sort of - and will now show you something else that happens to be wedding related - kind of.