Gleeful., originally uploaded by Kluv32.

These two kids right here? The ones with a winning combination of giddy glee and smoldering sexiness? They're trend-setters. And I'm not talking about setting trends in fashion (although he has made cargo-style sweat pants cool for white guys), music (although they're always cutting edge), decor (although you should see their bottle-cap coffee table), or food (although her calzones give DP Dough a run for their money).

I'm talking about getting engaged.

You see, Mack here popped the question to Liz recently. She said yes -- which goes to show how fortunate us homely boys are that lovely ladies are easily swayed by sparkly, shiny things -- and we were off to the races. In no less than a few weeks, three other couples we know got engaged as well. It's like the baby-birthin' trend from last spring.

Love. It's in the air.

I'm ridiculously happy for them. Especially, because I can now put all that "getting married" knowledge I acquired last year too good use. (And here I thought it was just going to go to waste.) To be fair, however, "really really make sure the DJ doesn't play 'Mambo #5' at the reception" is more like common sense -- but you'd be surprised how many times those goddamn guys will try to slip it in, EVEN AFTER you've provided him with a freaking playlist of almost two hundred songs totaling over eight hours in length and you can be strongly assured that Lou Bega was not located anywhere on the list...

What was I talking about?

Ah, yes. Marriage. It's happening. It's exciting. It's fun. And with all these new nuptuals being put together, it looks like Daddy's going to have to get a new suit.

So, to Matty & Liz, I offer the heartiest of congratulations. Somewhere, Steve Jackson and the rest of the Pieguys are beaming with pride. In the biblical sense.

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a chip off the old block, originally uploaded by sorenbailey.

I'm sure some of you have been wondering "Where the heck did the site go?" these past few days... Well, I'll tell you where we went. We were preparing our homes for the hurricane of young'uns coming our way this spring.

And who better to kick things into gear than this little bundle of awesomeness: Eli, the barrow boy. A JoynBailey through and through, he kindly instructs all y'all, as his father did before him, to "not eff around with my milk".

Congrats to Megs and Sorel on bringing this adorable little thing into the world.

so glad you're not in my tummy anymore, originally uploaded by sorenbailey.

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