Speaking of crazy...
I was reminiscing the other day about my crazy little wedding almost 12 years ago. Just before I walked down the aisle, I had the great need for a cigarette. Yes, the smokin' bride. Hehe. I had to sneak it cuz the church no likey. My mom loves this picture of me. That's yerdoingitwrong there beside me - remember that Annie?
...and then there are the boyz. They decided it would be funny to write "HELP ME" on the bottom of Jim's shoes. HA.