Gimme, Gimme!

We went camping over this 4th of July weekend and I’ve got the raging blisters to prove it. I guess those hiking boots are a half size too small after all. Note to self: do NOT get blisters immediately preceding your wedding.
What was good about our hiking/camping adventure, besides making our dog wear his backpack—yes, it is awesome—is that we came up with about 700 more things to put on our registry. Selfish, you say? I say, so what? I’ve spent 26 years being unselfish (oldest child); besides, we just had the worst time trying to make up a good wedding present for someone who had an extreme dearth (read: 4 gifts, none of which we could afford) of gifts on their registry. So really I’m doing you a favor— if you’re my friend and you’re even invited, that is. On our own registries, there are, as suggested by the several wedding books our librarian and teacher mothers have sent us, a range of prices, a range of sizes, a range of styles, and a range of purposes. Everyone should be happy. Except for the spending money on us part. But still. Maybe I’ll ask for new hiking boots…