Archive for the 'Blog Addiction' Category

In which I can’t be the only person who doesn’t know what fried okra is

Friday, February 12th, 2010

It seems like January came and went in a flash, right? We actually had a pretty busy January, which is odd because we are usually pretty boring. (Seriously….the dreary weather needs to stop so that we can go outside and enjoy the sun.)
I’ve realized that I haven’t updated the interweb (or people I [...]

In which I don’t want to have to break up with you too

Thursday, January 14th, 2010

Through most of college I dated this guy named Wesley.  I wasn’t surprised when our relationship eventually ended.  I hadn’t expected it to last as long as it had.  Wesley, on the other hand, seemed very upset to see us break-up.  I could have given him a list of reason a mile long when he [...]

In which you must check out how pretty this is

Thursday, November 12th, 2009

This is merely a place holder so that everyone will know to check out my awesome new header and template that the lovely Carrisa designed for me.  So all of you that are reading this via a reader….click on over and check it out.  Seriously.
(Also, thanks to Carrisa for all of her hard work.  It [...]

In which….

Thursday, August 6th, 2009

On Monday I ate a granola bar for breakfast and had about five cups of Caf-fix. For lunch I had a frozen lunch (turkey) and grapes. Dinner was a sandwich (left over BBQ meat from the weekend). I wore a tan skirt, black shirt and my “fancy” flip-flops. I wore my hair in a ponytail. [...]

In which I finally leave the house so I can meet up with bloggers for breakfast

Monday, December 29th, 2008

Holy crap, people.  I’m at work today.  I was scheduled to take this entire week off, but after being shut in because of THE SNOW for the last week and a half I HAD TO GET OUT OF THE HOUSE.  So I’m at the office. The King’s at home (his office is closed this week) [...]

In which I insist we get a hotel with a pool and yet, I never set foot in the pool

Monday, October 27th, 2008

Setting: The New House. Three weeks ago. Babboo is running around the house while Isabel folds laundry and The King hangs the wet laundry on the rack.
Isabel: Babboo and I are going to Portland in a couple of weeks.
The King: Wait. What?
Isabel: I know I told you months ago that Carrisa from [...]