We went to Santa Barbara this weekend for a getaway, and my husband spoiled me with a new top. My hair is curly but actually controlled, I’m wearing earrings and
We went to Santa Barbara this weekend for a getaway, and my husband spoiled me with a new top. My hair is curly but actually controlled, I’m wearing earrings and
So, Adam and I are in the beginning stages of beginning a beginner’s group of married folk at our church. (Because we’re beginners, too, you know. January 2009! Holla!) I
(This blog post was stolen from Annie Blogs. I have a blog-crush on her… and like a Kindergartner at recess, I show my love by thievery.) What I’m [reading] =
Mandy and Chris’ wedding rehearsal was last night, and they gave everyone in their bridal party affirmations about who they are and why they are in their wedding. It was
So yesterday, I was working on Clark (my hard-working lappy) (his Hard Drive is the Fortress of Barnitude and the thumb drive is Sneaky Pete, for any of you Smallville
Jake and Vienna are out of control. In case you’re not a girl between the ages of 18 and 40, or were purposefully excluding yourself from TeeVee shenanigans last year,
Back when I moved in to our humble abode, we longed for a patio table. Alas and alack, they are all far too much money for a newly-married couple whose
(Valerie’s right. I should hate it here, and sometimes I kinda do. But mostly I love living in the O.C., and since I would rather focus on love than hate,
Hey Y’all. (Just getting my twang warmed up. You’re welcome.) Since Valerie gave me such a treasure trove of blog ideas yesterday, I figured I’d just start with her Number
I don’t write very often about being angry, mostly because anger, unless you can make it somehow funny or self-deprecating. is not a very fun subject to record for Time