Day 13. Some might call this an unlucky day. Kylie and I beg to differ. We get giddy every time we drive by the front of the house when coming home from somewhere and see a box or two of wedding bliss waiting for us by the door. Tonight was one of those times. We joked this evening that we're gonna go through post-matrimonial depression when we get back from the honeymoon and the FedEx guy no longer stops by with a daily shot of "ooh, guess what's in the box?" It's shallow, we know. In all seriousness, to all our friends and family that have sent gifts... we're truly grateful for your love and support, and we can't thank you enough. And yes, I know... it's time for the Christmas-flavored wreath to come down.