100 posts, and I'm still rad.

This is my 100th post.

I can hardly believe it.

Time flies when you're making fun of yourself. Seriously.

I tried really hard to think of a good topic for this post, but after a couple minutes I got distracted by something shiny and figured "Eh."

Anywho.

I'm pretty anonymous in this bloggy world. There are only a few people who read it who know who I am. I mean, yes, Tia is my real name, and you know where I live and what I do for a living, but most of you have never seen a picture of me, and I often use nicknames for my friends and allude to things about my real life rather than giving precise details.

I don't know if I'm ready to breach the anonymity of this blog. Part of me feels like if I did, I would censor myself. And I don't want to do that, because this has been the best creative outlet I've ever had.

So I will compromise, what with this being an important post and all.

This is a picture of me and Hubs on our wedding day. Yes, I'm grabbing his ass. It was toward the end of the night. What?

This is a picture of my wedding ring(s). I LOVE these rings. LOVE. Hubs picked my engagement ring all by himself. Kickass, right?

This picture is of a very tired Hubs and a very tired tiny dog. I slyly snapped it one night when I got home late from work, so it's all grainy and camera-phone-esque, but I don't care. It's beautiful. (Even with Hubs' face cropped out. Can't reveal too much at once.)

Thanks for reading, everybody! Here's to another 100 posts of scintillating and profound commentary. *cheers*

Or another 100 posts where I blather on and on about reality TV and other menial topics, pausing only to reflect sarcastically on events in my life and lament about how my laziness is counter-productive in my quest for completing any goals I might have.

That's probably more likely.