The Mrs.

The Mrs.

garbage in, garbage out

A few months ago, I forwarded an email to Pretty Bride saying she should add Food, Inc. to her Netflix que, because that Dave guy from Blogography recommended it, and it sounded like the “type of shit you’d like to watch.” Why the snide assumption?  Because before the three pregnancies […]

The Mrs.

how i met yo mama

It was New Year’s Eve 2005.  I reluctantly agreed to attend a party one of my little brother’s thug friends (am I the only person who assumes all my younger sibling’s friends are thugs?) was throwing at his apartment in midtown instead of going out of town like I usually […]

The Mrs.

1,576,800 minutes

1,576,800 minutes.  1,576,800 moments so dear.  1,576,800 minutes–how do you measure, measure 3 years? In flowers planted, plantings killed, children conceived*, dogs adopted, miles driven, planes boarded, moments stolen, deployments endured, laughter shared, jokes created, basements finished, mountains climbed, rooms painted, blog posts published, rules broken, neighbors offended, friends made, […]

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