Oh my everything. We’re married. No, seriously. Adam and I got married. Remember, the planning? The sparkles? The tumbly who got tied up in knots of butterflies? The hunting for
Oh my everything. We’re married. No, seriously. Adam and I got married. Remember, the planning? The sparkles? The tumbly who got tied up in knots of butterflies? The hunting for
Or, rather, a very tight knot with butterflies flittering around it, totally carefree of the impact this makes on my already agitated insides. My dress is hanging in Donna’s closet.
It’s 2 degrees outside. The menfolk are making sure the pump’s not freezing, fixing something or other with laughter and insulated gloves and a dog at their feet. The girls
It’s officially Christmas time and I’m officially stoked about it. Hence the yearly Christmas Question Survey! These are always interesting, right? Have you been naughty or nice this year? What
A love poem Oh Pumpkin Pie, how you delight Your golden hue, how it excites I could eat you for breakfast, dinner and lunch I often do, you’re so easy
Our pastor talked about a Thankful heart last week, describing coffee-lovers as the most thankful people on the planet. (Why yes, thank you, I must say we are a sparkling
Ashley, my whimsical and gorgeous soon-to-be Sister-in-Law, tagged me for this little survey, which is really a blessing, since I’ve plumb run out of blog ideas and the general liberalism
But I just love sharing the things I love. It’s kind of like the people I love… one of the most exciting things about getting married is getting all of
I am so good at split-second judgments. Seriously. Here’s three examples, and I bet you will all be in awe, as I’m sure none of you would ever think like
It’s odd, the reactions we get when we announce that we’re getting married. In a culture that views commitment as stifling and a lifetime marriage as downright primeval, those of