Hello, faithful followers!
I wanted to let you know that I have moved my blog. You can now find me at: http://www.thischickadee.wordpress.com/.
See you there!!!
June 8, 2011
May 20, 2011
Randoms.
I can smell the lilacs through my open kitchen window.
I finally finished our honeymoon album. Long story as to why I've made a honeymoon album before making a wedding album, but at least one's done nonetheless. Too bad now I never want to see those pictures again.
Kidding.
I love our house. That's all on that.
I'm looking to makeover my blog again, just haven't the energy or creativity today (I used it all on the honeymoon album). I'm getting a complex since I've been introduced to some other blogs out there that are just so great. It's not a competition, but I know I can do better. At least, I hope so.
I've been thoroughly and ruthlessly enjoying my day off today. I'm practically assaulting it. That has taken the form of sleeping in, laundry and other chores with the windows open, strawberry lemonade, and maybe a bit of Oprah (only 5 more shows!). AND it's sunny! What more could I ask for?
I've been thinking in Facebook Updates all day. I hate it when I do that. Every thought I have turns into the perfect quip to go on Facebook and capture the precious moments of my day. So I decided to blog. :)
Love you.
I finally finished our honeymoon album. Long story as to why I've made a honeymoon album before making a wedding album, but at least one's done nonetheless. Too bad now I never want to see those pictures again.
Kidding.
I love our house. That's all on that.
I'm looking to makeover my blog again, just haven't the energy or creativity today (I used it all on the honeymoon album). I'm getting a complex since I've been introduced to some other blogs out there that are just so great. It's not a competition, but I know I can do better. At least, I hope so.
I've been thoroughly and ruthlessly enjoying my day off today. I'm practically assaulting it. That has taken the form of sleeping in, laundry and other chores with the windows open, strawberry lemonade, and maybe a bit of Oprah (only 5 more shows!). AND it's sunny! What more could I ask for?
I've been thinking in Facebook Updates all day. I hate it when I do that. Every thought I have turns into the perfect quip to go on Facebook and capture the precious moments of my day. So I decided to blog. :)
Love you.
May 16, 2011
Still here.
Don't worry- I'm not dead.
That's assuming, anyway, that there is anyone out there who reads this and wonders, "wow- it's been so long since she's posted. Where IS she?"
I've come to terms with the fact that this is a place for me to write. And my mom to read. (Love you, Ma!)
Anyway, self, aren't you so excited to be writing an article for Scoutreach?
Why, yes, I am, even though I agreed to it and THEN looked up exactly what Scoutreach is. Interview is Thursday and by the end of the month, I shall finally have something published. For Scouts.
And what about that is-yet-to-be-announced-project that has you talking to publishers as if it's no big thang?
Well, self, that's pretty cool, too. In fact, I'd say my writing life has improved exponentially. Blogging is fun and all, but doesn't exactly advance you in the legit writing world and provide credibility when you're applying for professional writing jobs. That is currently where my brother and a Christian niche are coming in.
So, exciting developments. Let's just pray that I do them well and can feel good about that. Otherwise, back to the drawing board.
That's assuming, anyway, that there is anyone out there who reads this and wonders, "wow- it's been so long since she's posted. Where IS she?"
I've come to terms with the fact that this is a place for me to write. And my mom to read. (Love you, Ma!)
Anyway, self, aren't you so excited to be writing an article for Scoutreach?
Why, yes, I am, even though I agreed to it and THEN looked up exactly what Scoutreach is. Interview is Thursday and by the end of the month, I shall finally have something published. For Scouts.
And what about that is-yet-to-be-announced-project that has you talking to publishers as if it's no big thang?
Well, self, that's pretty cool, too. In fact, I'd say my writing life has improved exponentially. Blogging is fun and all, but doesn't exactly advance you in the legit writing world and provide credibility when you're applying for professional writing jobs. That is currently where my brother and a Christian niche are coming in.
So, exciting developments. Let's just pray that I do them well and can feel good about that. Otherwise, back to the drawing board.
May 2, 2011
Slow blogging...
I follow several blogs. They are in my favorites, mostly one after another, and I just go down my blog list and check them out daily. And if I miss a day, boy am I excited! They may have TWO new blog entries!
That said, it looks like things in the blogging world have been slow. Frequent bloggers have taken weeks to post and even then, don't have much to say.
This includes me.
Is blogging out?
Should I be tweeting?
Well, the answer to the latter question is a resounding "no" and actually quite laughable as I still find Twitter mystifying. And that's intentional.
Maybe everyone is going through life changes at the moment and finds it hard to sum stuff up in 200 words. "What's new today? Well, maybe everything. Blog? Eh, I'll wait."
I gonna go with that one.
Patience is a virtue, friends, as my Favorites bar tells me when it comes up empty.
And so it goes!
That said, it looks like things in the blogging world have been slow. Frequent bloggers have taken weeks to post and even then, don't have much to say.
This includes me.
Is blogging out?
Should I be tweeting?
Well, the answer to the latter question is a resounding "no" and actually quite laughable as I still find Twitter mystifying. And that's intentional.
Maybe everyone is going through life changes at the moment and finds it hard to sum stuff up in 200 words. "What's new today? Well, maybe everything. Blog? Eh, I'll wait."
I gonna go with that one.
Patience is a virtue, friends, as my Favorites bar tells me when it comes up empty.
And so it goes!
April 20, 2011
Only He Would.
Sitting on the bed next to me, listening as I weep about things that have more to do with horomones than any legitimate crisis. And nodding.
Telling me that "this dinner is fantastic," even though I snapped at him over burnt meat and a forgotten side dish.
Hugging me for so long when I come in the door that my coat's still on when I have to leave the house again.
Making me dress nice and grab a Q-tip and AA battery before we go on an "secret date," which is for the sole purpose of taking pictures to document our first year. 
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| My favorite tree. |
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| Nothing to see here. |
Going with me to the dentist because "it would be fun."
Finally putting that tarp away.
I tell him I love him all the time. Hopefully this is just another way.
April 13, 2011
Where dinners go to die
I love Pyrex. When opening wedding gifts, I felt truly married when I saw our complete set of Pyrex containers. I had never owned a complete set of anything besides Christmas socks, let alone something so functional and domestic.
There's just one problem.
Pyrex is the root of all Leftover Evil.
See, I hate leftovers. My only exceptions include food of the noodle variety (i.e. Thai, spaghetti, etc.) and even then, it can be hit or miss.
*Note: Don't think I haven't blow up at Kenny when he's eaten the last of the spaghetti, yet shrug and reply, "eh" the next time he checked with me first. Poor thing.
My routine is as follows...
...spend too long finding a recipe for dinner, feeling incapable of making anything not out of a box.
...gather ingredients and place on counter. Stare and bite nails until courage mounts and chopping begins.
...too many spills and potentially sliced fingers later, things are bubbling and sizzling while the oven is preheating. If I remember.
...on a wing and a prayer, everything is typically done about five minutes apart, which is just enough time for things to cool. And I hate cool food.
...table is set, we sit and consume, and I inevitably don't eat much since I have been intimate with said meal for about three hours.
Thus we have leftovers. Enter Pyrex.
"How handy!" we exclaim. We feel so good about ourselves and our kitchen accoutrements, placing our dinner remnants on the lower shelf of the fridge for "later."
Days, possibly weeks, pass with no attention to this lower shelf...
...until we need that Pyrex.
There's just one problem.
Pyrex is the root of all Leftover Evil.
See, I hate leftovers. My only exceptions include food of the noodle variety (i.e. Thai, spaghetti, etc.) and even then, it can be hit or miss.
*Note: Don't think I haven't blow up at Kenny when he's eaten the last of the spaghetti, yet shrug and reply, "eh" the next time he checked with me first. Poor thing.
My routine is as follows...
...spend too long finding a recipe for dinner, feeling incapable of making anything not out of a box.
...gather ingredients and place on counter. Stare and bite nails until courage mounts and chopping begins.
...too many spills and potentially sliced fingers later, things are bubbling and sizzling while the oven is preheating. If I remember.
...on a wing and a prayer, everything is typically done about five minutes apart, which is just enough time for things to cool. And I hate cool food.
...table is set, we sit and consume, and I inevitably don't eat much since I have been intimate with said meal for about three hours.
Thus we have leftovers. Enter Pyrex.
"How handy!" we exclaim. We feel so good about ourselves and our kitchen accoutrements, placing our dinner remnants on the lower shelf of the fridge for "later."
Days, possibly weeks, pass with no attention to this lower shelf...
...until we need that Pyrex.
April 6, 2011
We're going camping now...
...we're on our way!
Well, let's hope anyway.
Destination: Hood Canal(ish)
Company: only the best- Larson Clan of Tukwila. Oh, and in case you didn't know, I have the most brilliant niece on the planet. I will devour a weekend with her, understanding her observations on life.
Goal: nature + lots-of-brand-new-wedding-gifts-camping-stuff + SkipBo = heaven.
Now, Seattle, if you don't give us a few hours per day of no rain then I will seriously consider moving. That and shape up your law enforcement, but that's another post.
I have about reached my limit.
I want to CAMP. I want to run and jump and play!
And sing Hallelujah to the King.*
Naturally.
*If you don't know Psalty, the Singing Songbook lyrics, shame on you.
Well, let's hope anyway.
Destination: Hood Canal(ish)
Company: only the best- Larson Clan of Tukwila. Oh, and in case you didn't know, I have the most brilliant niece on the planet. I will devour a weekend with her, understanding her observations on life.
Goal: nature + lots-of-brand-new-wedding-gifts-camping-stuff + SkipBo = heaven.
Now, Seattle, if you don't give us a few hours per day of no rain then I will seriously consider moving. That and shape up your law enforcement, but that's another post.
I have about reached my limit.
I want to CAMP. I want to run and jump and play!
And sing Hallelujah to the King.*
Naturally.
*If you don't know Psalty, the Singing Songbook lyrics, shame on you.
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