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Engagement Pictures

Though I'm so intrigued by the little football game on right now, I manage to pull myself away to take some time and update our blog. 

Sat. we took our engagement pictures!! Bright and early at 8am (this of course meant I had to get up at 6:30 to prep) we ventured to Boerne to meet our photographer, Jim.  As Texas weather would go, it was a brisk 31 degrees when we started...a mere 60 degrees difference from the day before.  Burr!  Our photographer has 'the hook up' at the Dominion Golf Club here in SA, so that's where we went.  It was a really pretty resort and we had a lot of fun.  Brent wasn't feeling too well...we've both been suffering from the sniffles and coughs (we're constantly blowing our noses and coughing up stuff...we're so hot!).  He of course prevailed and managed to look as handsome as ever.  I was actually very comfortable with the process; I hardly even noticed that the photographer was there.  We just stood around staring at each other, laughing at randomness as usual.  I think we must have been so 'awe inspiring' or have that fairytale-princess/price vibe because at one point all of the woodland creatures (err a flock of ducks) walked up to interrupt our photo session.  Tuesday we'll meet with him again to select the 'keepers.'  

We then went to Floresville for lunch with the parents,  to look at invitation ideas and I went to a local boutique to register.  I spared Brent this trip and instead let him go home with dad to take a nap.  It was fun...it's always good to go home.   

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