"I should make it worth my time since I'm already down here..." My actual thought while bending over to pick up dirty socks. fml.
Love stumbling across these little surprises in my sweet little hometown.
I just realized today, a year into this blogging expedition, that I have nothing written in my "About" section. I feel like that is a blogging sin, something I should repent for should I choose to worship it... But I don't. I will, however, firmly plant this post here so the next time I think… Continue reading About
I had the distinct pleasure of (made the mistake of) entering my happy place today. While I waited for my cup of java I found myself loitering over and mentally exploring the potential meaning behind titles such as "The Tender Mercy of Roses" and "Tumbleweeds" and "Nineteen Minutes" and "The Telling Room." I kind of… Continue reading Booklust
First out was Lincoln. Lincoln not only brought a piece of cake, but had the foresight to share with Becca. Anyone who has ever worn heels for more than two seconds knows that this creature comfort, on most likely an empty belly, will take him far in this game. Another heart for you, Lincoln. Then… Continue reading Becca’s Bachelorette, Limo #3
First out of the second limo was Joe. His first words were, "About time." Real positive, patient, prepared said no one ever. Then he forgot everything he was going to say. ANOTHER red X for you. Good night, bye bye, get outta here. Next up was John. He gave a sweet quote from his grandmother.… Continue reading Becca’s Bachelorette, Limo #2