We did it!

Well, we are finally MARRIED! The wedding was beautiful, and I believe everyone had a great time. Eric and I are so very thankful for everyone that helped out! We couldn't have done it without our families and friends! We send out special thanks to Eric's parents, Lynette, my mom, Dawn, Jarrod and Michelle, Aaron, Amy, and Eric Greenhalgh. There was so many people helping that it's nearly impossible to thank everyone. We are also very grateful for our bridesmaids and groomsmen, they all looked great! Thanks everyone! Love Eric and Larissa Jones

Engagement Photos!

The abandoned house that Eric was freaking out about! He made me promise to never go there by myself!

This water was disgusting! This is actually right across the street from my brother's house!

I am so HAPPY! I love Eric so much, and I'm so glad that I got to share these pictures with all of you!

The dress I'm wearing is actually Morgan's, but we found it together!

There were so many flies! They kept landing on us, and it smelt so bad!

Hey Everyone! The wedding is in full speed! We took our engagement photos this past weekend, and they look great. We Would like to send a shout out to Morgan Wood... GREAT JOB ON THE PHOTOS, AND THANK YOU!!!!!! We are getting so excited for the wedding, and hope you are too! Here is a little taste of some of the pictures.

The Finer Things Book Club

A group of friends that I have had for many years has decided to start a book club! I"M SO EXCITED!!! I love to read, which I think I have inherited from my Mom. The book we have decided to start with is The Alchemist written by Paulo Coelho. I have currently only made it to the 14th page, but I can already tell I'm going to like this book. It's about this young boy Santiago, who becomes a shepherd just so that he can get the chance to travel the world. I admire people who drop everything they have, and set out to see the world. I'm looking forward to continuing this book! If anyone is interested in joining a book club, let me know. We will be meeting at the beginning of every month.

Larissa, my light!

Eric here. It's time for another man post. Prepare yourself.

Actually, there will be much less diatribing and sesquipedalians. I just wanted to recount a sweet story (I'm semi-under orders from Larissa though).

You (depending on who exactly YOU refers to) may or may not know that I work as a school bus driver for the high school district. I know what you're thinking. I can hear your thoughts right now. "Eric, thats so cool. Those kids must love you! I wish my bus driver was a young stud like you, not some creepy, fat old man who obsessively wore cut-off shorts and sported a skullet (a mullet on a balding man)." Yes, I've heard it before. But let's just move past that, I have a story to tell.

So, I had a trip driving a cross country team to a place in Chandler, and Larissa came with me! It was great having her with me. Much better that staring into a lonely abiss for 4 hours. We were lucky enough to get ourselves set up in the lounge of a community rec center near the place where I dropped off the team. I had my laptop, and after Larissa and I talked for a while about the wedding and future plans and whatnot, I settled in to do my homework, and Larissa set about the business of taking a nap. It was funny actually. Before Saturday, I had never really noticed Larissa's more feline characteristics. She didn't just take a nap. She pulled a chair over to the corner of the room and opened the window so the sun shined on her just right, then curled up to take a nap. Very cute. I chuckled to myself as she set up her little catnap.

But as she drifted to sleep, I took another look at her, and saw her in a different light. Those of you who know me may recognize that I am a man who is oft given to poetic devices. Well, watching Larissa sleep evoked a flurry of thoughts and words, which I typed down and now post here, for your reading pleasure. I call it, "Larissa, my Light."

Larissa, my light.

Sitting here, just seated so,

I see my soul, so very near.

Basking, glowing. Shimmering so sweet

with iridescent complacency.

And looking on, as lookers do,

I see my life in Navy Blue.

Reclining, sleeping. Constructing pleasant

reenactments of reality.

I’m pensive now, and ponder on

The thoughts I see just breathing on.

Inhale. Exhale. Animations of

a world wrapped in personality.

I begin to feel, rich flames like fire.

I see effulgence reflect desire.

Pining. Sighing. Resplendent rays—

anticipation of serenity.

Listen now. Sounds so dense,

I see peaceful strains of silence.

Flutter. Turn. Soft polyester

abrasions sing carols so brightly.

What do I see here?

That lays claim on thoughts, on feelings, on sound and sight?

The center of my soul and life?

It’s so beautiful.

She’s the woman who will be my wife.

And I love her completely.

I've included a picture of her sleeping, which I took using the webcam on my laptop. I hope you enjoy it. I really do love this girl!

Down by the bay, where hilarity ensues!

Is blogging a woman's sport? In its astoundingly quick rise to popularity among the estrogen-clad members of our species, has it become to them what videogames have been to men since their inception in the 70's?

As a man, writing for the first time on our blog, I would like to say, yes. Yes it is. It is precisely the aforementioned thing. Women excel in this field. Men struggle. I tip my hat to you, ovary-wielding queens of cyberspace journaling.

I promised Larissa I would blog about our fun night last night. Hopefully I adhere to the accepted and appreciated expectations of women worldwide.

Anyway.

Last night, Doug came over to my place so we could work on a video we made with our guy friends, wherein we took a road trip in order to shoot an artificially spawned zombie (that will require another blog post to explain). In the midst of our mirth and merriment, Larissa graced our presence with her cute little smiling face and tall, leggy body. The three of us worked on the video with great pleasure. At some point, however, we got a little sidetracked. How? I'm not sure. Perhaps it was Doug who started it. Or maybe Larissa. Maybe the inner-child housed in our hearts was responsible. Whatever the case, we soon found ourselves singing a beloved grade-school jingle, greatly popularized for its nonsensical lyrics and absurd dependence on a penchant for rhyming. You may remember singing for hours on end about all the things that occurred "Down by the Bay." Yes, where the watermelons grow.

It started simply. Each of us taking turns reciting what we remembered from those blissful days of childish banter. And then magic happened. We were harmonizing. We were dancing. We were laughing. It was like being a kid again (though I suppose it's safe to say that between the three of us, we never really left childhood behind). It suddenly occurred to me that this festival of revelry in which we participated was taking place directly in front of my laptop and webcam. I fired that baby up, and in short order we had our memories preserved. We recorded it and fantasized about the fame we were destined to achieve on YouTube. If we do, you read about it here first!

I learned the next day that our boisterous singing kept my mom (who is nursing a pleasant cold) awake. She said she would have come and told us to knock it off, had it not sounded so amazingly jovial and ecstatic. She was feeling it. Maybe you will too. Maybe you'll find that you watch this video, and your inner child also jumps for joy. I hope so. And if it does, share it. Spread the love. Make absurd rhymes and dance like everyone's dancing with you.

Much love to you all from the Luckiest couple in the world!

Sassy and Sarah

For Sassy's Birthday, Eric and I mad a paper Mache model of her. We took the doll all over Tempe, and took pictures of her. It was a lot of fun, and was very time consuming! We love you Sarah!

A day at the lake!

On Friday a group of us went to the lake! Awesome people + boat and water = So much fun. Let's see...... There was Nathan and Kat, Brian and Rachelle, Brian's brother Eric, Matt Allen, Serena and Kyle, Eric's dad, and Eric and I! It was an amazing day! First we took the boat over to this place to cliff jump, which is probably more dangerous climbing up, than Jumping down. I don't know why, but I am always the one to get injured in any circumstance! Eric and I jumped down together, and when I hit the water I was instantly in more pain than I have ever felt in my life! No joke. I have never had an enema, but what I felt was probably ten times worse then having one! After that we pulled out the tube, and started taking turns showing off our skills. A storm started rolling in, so we decided to bounce out of there. We had planned to have a BBQ, but once we parked the boat, it started to pour down rain. We took the food back to Eric's house, and pigged out! I love how most of my stories involve food, after telling everyone I was starting a diet.