I love the Internet.
Like, a lot.
It’s my favorite.
And not just because it allows me to vent all my First World problems for you all to see/commiserate with/laugh at/wish you could punch me in the face about, but because it allows me to do completely indulgent things so very easily, like order a custom stamp for our wedding RSVPs that feature the best photo of a cat—my cat—ever:
Yes, e-friends, behold the glory that is this 22-pound behemoth that controls our lives. His name is Humphrey Egil Baby Mini Bogart, but you can call him Ham-Master Flex. Alas, this whole DIY-my-own-invites-like-a-chump thing might be paying off after all…