…I want to know how to write like that. We just finished watching Juno (I know, we’re so 2007,) and I chuckled through most of it, sighed and was taken
…I want to know how to write like that. We just finished watching Juno (I know, we’re so 2007,) and I chuckled through most of it, sighed and was taken
So I’m super addicted to American Idol this year. I don’t think I’ve ever cared this much on my own. Granted, we spent a lot of time waiting for another
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
SO true: [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yaugEliY-pI&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x234900&color2=0x4e9e00] Edit>>> Oh, and I needed to hear this too: Ten Commandments for a Happy Writer.
We are the grateful, we sing of your love We sing of your mercy We are the grateful, the grateful ones We are the grateful, we sing of your power
I love my small group girls. 🙂 No wife can be an island whilst she has such sweet friends. ~Dani Nichols, 2009
This weekend, my husband and I are going camping. Yahoo! This is something that we have wanted to do (just us) since, oh, roughly three months after we started dating,
Ladies and gentlemen, fair readers all – I have become a tea-drinker. I KNOW. It’s unbelievable, almost heretical, for someone who loves coffee as much as I do and is
…but it’s much more complicated than I thought. To write about it, anyways. Yesterday I wrote a description of a running horse herd in an open pasture and found myself
Saturday and Sunday, Adam and I volunteered at Global Weekend at Mariners. It was freeing, somehow, to be in a mass of noble, everyday people, pounding nails and hanging black