This pretty much describes what rehearsals are like.

I should learn what it means to smile for a picture.

Then this random guy started taking pictures with us. It was so weird. We don't even know him.

Emily, Scott, and I had a party/baking/pig out day.

Emily and I celebrated our amazing picture taking abilities (too bad I have none).

Can you spell hotties?

We decided it was necessary to buy brownie, cake, and cookie mix.

Scott was excited to get started.

We had a hard time deciding which brand and style we wanted of cake/brownies/cookies.

We got way too excited about this.

Deciding on frosting was a hard choice too...

Emily and I got kinda possessive...

ACTUAL CONVERSATION:
Random woman: You guys really have no lives if you're taking pictures with a candy bar.
Us: You're right. We have no lives.
Random woman: *laughs hysterically*

Scott was a baking fool.

You wish you were us...

OUR CAKE THAT LOOKS LIKE A HAMBURGER! SWEET!

okbye.