So I spent a good deal of yesterday going in circles trying to format the stupid picture for our stupid postcards (the word stupid used liberally here). I got nowhere, and then my dad (gotta hand it to the guy) sends me an e-mail to get a trial version of Adobe Photoshop, so maybe my life would be easier.
Spent most of the day trying to figure out WTF is going on with Photoshop. But took a short break to go grocery shopping with Stephanie.
Two things about this:
1. Very misleading. There was nothing but medicinal meditation going on today.
2. I rewarded myself by playing with the photoshop filters... and also rewarded myself with the Lord and Savior lens flare in the middle of my chest. After dancing (with Anthony) like it was nobody's business last night, I am the very last person that should be near anything sacred.