Category Archives: family

reason 138 to love my husband

I think there is a small mouse living in our Christmas tree.

It is not my job to deal with that.

:)

Husbands are great! ;)

I would like to take this occasion to say…

CONGRATULATIONS, HUBBY, on passing the SC bar exam!!!!

I never doubted you for a second. I love you! (And not just ’cause you’re cute either. ;) )

Congrats, Ashley!

Look, you guys!! My cousin, Ashley, won the Western Collegiate Hockey Association Scholar-Athlete award.

Congratulations!! :D Way to do the family proud. :D

My hubby is fantastic!

It is my aim and goal today to tell everyone I know how great my hubby is. :) For the last three days, he has devoted every night after work to helping me clean the house for a party. Parties aren’t his thing. But he has cheerfully (mostly ;) ) worked long and hard to help me get ready for it.

I love you hubby!! Thanks for being so great. :)

Christmas at last!

Christmas is here! And so is our tree. :) I couldn’t be more excited about it! I love having that fresh evergreen smell in the house, and this tree beautifully fills up the corner near the door of our very own house.

chris-with-tree-600-x-899

Welcome, hubby!

I’m very happy to announce that my darling hubby has consented to grace my blog with occasional Op-ed pieces. :) You’ll find his first post immediately below.

So, in the future, if something you’re reading doesn’t sound quite like me, check the author… ;)

I’m not making any announcements or anything…

But this is a fairly good expression of our current state of mind regarding children.

Found amid the usual brilliance of www.xkcd.com.

CHRIS PASSED THE BAR!!!!

hooray. :)

hooray hooray HOORAY!

<dance dance>

We’re not going to starve to death after all. ;)

My mom is in surgery today

Please pray for my parents. Mom is in the hospital having open heart surgery to replace a valve.

Congrats, Anita!

Hooray! You made it! :-) Congratulations on graduating. Now you get to be a real grownup. Gotta go be responsible and get a job and all that.

You are officially old now. You can’t fight it any more. Game over. Welcome to adulthood.