I am quite impressed with the way Tbug’s room turned out. She likes the color pink. Right now the pinks and browns and blues and browns are “It”. We decided we wanted a Blue and Brown bedroom. With that in mind and the fact that she likes pink, we thought, well heck, let’s give her…
-Good Night. I lo……. and stopped in mid sentence. Oh crap, please tell me he didn’t just hear that. I shut up instantly. -What did you say? -Nothing. -No I heard you. You started to say something. -No I didn’t. I tripped over a dog. -Are you sure? -Absolutely! -Ok……?!?! -Good bye, drive careful! Let…
I made it home. Told him good night and hung up the phone. The next day was Sunday. It was very un-eventful. He had to head home and make sure he got home at a decent hour. He and his daughter swung by to pick me up on their way for him to take her…
Yeah, we call our spare room the Mother-in-law room. The story is (if I haven’t already told you) when my parents were building their house, my grandparents helped with a lot of the work. My grandpa did all the wiring, my grandma stained wood (and we have a ton of it in their house), etc….
I heard that sound of the motorcycle go off. I dreaded that sound. I wasn’t sure why that sound was going off. I still had the ex’s number in my cell phone, I still had a certain ringtone set to it so I’d know if it was him trying to call me. It had basically…
I’m not sure about where you live, but in our part of the country, when you say Cashew Chicken it means fried pieces of chicken over rice with cashew nuts, sauce & scallions. I’ve been to other places and go to order Chinese food and have a hard time… usually it is grilled chicken of…
I think we are basically done with the kitchen. Eventually we’ll get the time/money to do a little more (such as counters, new cabinets, etc) but until then I absolutely love the kitchen. May I present the Old kitchen(when the house wasn’t ours) Not a bad kitchen. Remember all the “stuff” isn’t ours. This was…
He came to the house to pick me up on his way to take his daughter home. She ran in the house and spoke to my parents, then I grabbed my shoes and purse and we headed out to take her home. I thought I was going to be sick. I had a nauseous feeling…
All through this I still went to see my friends, A LOT. It’s good to have friends to rely on when things get hairy! We went out to eat at a Thai place every Wednesday night, I went over on weekends that he wasn’t in town, I went other nights of the week even. Actually…
You know the Brad Paisley Song, Letter to Me is a great song and truthfully makes you stop and think. Then I happened to be reading my blogs catching up for the day and I ran across DAR’s post for the day, Dear Me. Love, Me. And I couldn’t help but be inspired to do…