Nothings free

So, this is how I know that Brad loves me. We live in Utah, and weddings are a big business here. Lets face it, the Mormon culture definitely contributes to the amount of weddings that take place every year. And with that, every year, at the beginning of the year, there are TONS of wedding shows here in Utah. Seriously, they are like every weekend. It's a good place to start looking for venues, DJs, photographers, bakers, bridal stores, tuxedo shops, decorators, jewelers, everything and anything wedding. And because I have no clue how to plan a wedding or even where to start, I decided to drag poor Brad to a couple of these bridal shows. See, he loves me. What other man would willingly go to a bridal show with his fiance where he basically ate samples and held all of stacks of paper that were given to me? Again, he loves me. A major component of these bridal shows is entering drawings. Lots and lots of drawings. Anyone who knows me, knows I am always on the lookout for a bargain. Why pay for something full price when I can wait 5 weeks and get it for 50% off? So I entered every drawing I possibly could. Even if it was something I didn't want, I entered. I wanted to win...something, anything. It worked! I WON!!! I won a studio session for my bridals at Inkley's Portrait Studio. Awesome, right? That's what I thought. Well, it is awesome, except the photographer is, well, um, a creeper. To be more exact he's a "treky". You know, those guys who go to Star Trek conventions once a year? Yeah, that's the photographer that will be taking my bridals. I'm a little scared.

Brad went with me for the "consultation" with this photographer, and it was interesting, to say the least. I felt like I was on a used car lot and the salesman was trying to sell me everything but the kitchen sink. This guy was literally throwing everything at us, a photo book for free, extra pictures, more time at the wedding, his first born child...everything he could possibly think of for us to book with him. Well, there were two problems, first I didn't like their style. It was very old fashioned and just not what I was looking for and second, I would probably end up killing him by the end of the day. I think Brad put it best as we left he leaned over to me and said, "Yeah, that guy is definitely not invited to our wedding."

I guess nothings free.