Fridays generally mean that I’m working longer days than normal and come home ready to fall on the couch, horsey smell and all, and wait for my boots to fall
Fridays generally mean that I’m working longer days than normal and come home ready to fall on the couch, horsey smell and all, and wait for my boots to fall
An online convo with my friend Joey: Joey: I think the internet has ruined my brain. My handwriting and spelling are horrible now. I used to be good at those.
Hot Donna and I had some “Hot D Time” today, doing our favorite activity… LAYING OUT. Laying out is kind of the non-activity, actually. It’s a way to say that
(This blog is directed at single people whom I dearly love. To those who stay in touch, THANK YOU. You have no idea how much your support and friendship has
Adam and I sat down this week with an Excel sheet (my husband understands spreadsheets, hallelujah) and our bank accounts and money-spending habits and made a budget. We also have
In honor of Spring having officially sprung, (despite the fact that we have yet to actually feel any warmth) I’ve updated my photo pages accordingly. You’ll get gems such as
We did see mountains this weekend, with our friends Rocky and Jennifer (couple name = “jocky”) who are getting married this summer and thus in dire need of a break.
It’s foggy and chilly outside. I’m snuggled with my laptop and a hot mug of coffee and the scent of fresh-baked banana-nut muffins. I feel settled. Adam and I worked
The experience was greatly enhanced by having another excitable girl (Amy! Holla!) to clap and squeal with when the big guys popped up, and a husband to hug when the
I’ve always believed so – I’ve had (and still have) some fantastic male friends in addition to my irreplaceable girls. But it can only go so far when everybody is