Archive for the 'The First House' Category

It’s all about a good nights sleep

Monday, January 7th, 2008

People are usually shocked when I tell that that The King and I slept in a twin sized bed for the first two years of our marriage. Really, we did. And not even a real twin sized bed. We had a futon mattress. We also lived in a studio apartment, so we [...]

Does anyone actually have sex in a bathroom? I mean, really.

Thursday, August 16th, 2007

My family and I moved to Corvaillis, Oregon when I was a kid. My dad had hurt his back working at a printing press and therefore needed to go back to school to find a different career.
We moved into the house that will forever be known as The House on 13th Street. [...]

To a deluxe apartment in the sky

Wednesday, May 2nd, 2007

We moved into our 1 bedroom, high rise apartment in downtown Seattle when I was about 4 months pregnant with Babboo. We had just sold the house we had built ourselves. My emotions were a mess with the new pregnancy, an upcoming trip to Europe, and of course, packing up a house full [...]

Blogger, why do you hate me so? (and other fun topics)

Friday, June 9th, 2006

There are so many topics to discuss today.
First and foremost, what is up with Blogger this week? I know I’m not the only one that is having issues. My video was all jacked up (I guess I can only blame Youtube for that one, right?) and my side bar…heck, do we even need [...]

Is it because I’m fat? (or “My brush with Reality Television”)

Wednesday, April 5th, 2006

It was mentioned in the comments on yesterday’s post that The King and I should get our own reality show for this whole “let’s build a house from scratch” thing.
Funny you should mention that.
A Reality Show (that shall remain nameless) recently contacted The King and me. I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking that we [...]

A quick game of “Who’s The Most Romantic Husband?”

Friday, December 16th, 2005

Last weekend The King and I went to a lovely Christmas dinner party with about 15 other couples (and far too many of their children, who were not invited, but that’s another post).
The party was hosted by a couple about the age of my parents. They are very lovely people and I enjoy their company. [...]