A Poem for My Valentine

Roses are red Violets are blue Remember that night We went out for fondu? It was the night before our wedding And we were needing a break From all of the demands A bride and groom must take. So, the night before our vows We snuck away from our crew And had a quiet dinner Just me and just you. We talked about our lives That were about to begin. We laughed and we planned And we kissed and we grinned. That night as we dreamed as only young lovers…

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Really? We.re Doing This Again?

Last weekend, my BFF, Sarah, made me run another 5k with her. Chris said that since I have now run two 5k’s, I am officially a runner. But I don’t think it counts if the ONLY time you run is when your friend drags you through a 5k… (Do you like our socks???) I put pictures on Facebook and Twitter and I had so many people congratulating me on being so “athletic.” I feel like I should clarify. I am about as athletic as a bag of Doritos. I want…

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Christmas #1: The Recap

This past weekend we went to Atlanta to have Christmas with my side of the family at my sister’s house. My sister and John Michael have the cutest little condo in downtown Atlanta. It is just what you would picture for a successful, young couple to have. And Ginny has decorated it perfectly. When we got there, it was beautiful in its Christmas glory, with their huge Christmas tree front and center. Twenty minutes into our visit and we had destroyed their house. I blame my mom and dad. They…

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A Random Middle School Memory

(This post is dedicated to my sister, who will laugh so loud at it that they will probably be able to hear her in the Space Station.) Tonight I was scrub-a-dubbing in the shower and, as usual, I was singing Christmas carols.  Without realizing it, I started singing one of my favorite songs of all time, Lead Me Lord.  This brought back a flood of memories of where that song came from and before I knew it, my sick ass was laughing hysterically in the shower all by myself.  Cold…

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Someone Else’s Holiday

I think one of the hardest parts of being a newlywed is learning how to navigate the holidays as a married couple. It took Chris and I a few years to get the knack of splitting holidays between families. Now, we have a pretty good holiday routine that we are comfortable with and that our family expects, so it’s easy for everyone to plan. We rotate Thanksgiving and Christmas between our families. If we have Thanksgiving with one, we have Christmas with the other. And then the next year we…

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Santy Claus is Coming!

Christmas in my family is legendary. My mom famously starts shopping in, like, February and finishes by Memorial Day. We don’t do a whole lot of random presents throughout the year (well, we didn’t before there were grandkids in the picture…), so Christmas is the big blow out. It’s really not that we are into the material side of Christmas. If you took all our presents away, we’d be just as happy to go to church together, eat a big dinner, and sit around watching old movies. The amount of…

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Best Laid Plans

This weekend we had friends in town from New York. It was going to be a killer, fun-filled, action-packed weekend. Chris and I took off on Friday and the plan was that while they boys all went to play golf, I’d take the kids up to my parent’s house for the weekend. Saturday we were going to Universal Studios and then that night to a nice dinner at the Hard Rock Hotel at Universal. Sunday, I was supposed to go pick up the kids from my parents. The first thing…

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Tomorrow is Going to Be a Great Day

Tomorrow will be a great day. No. Tomorrow will be a FANTASTIC DAY. Because tomorrow, these boys will be in my house. I’ve missed them in my house. I’ve missed them at my kitchen table. I’ve missed them making plans to show up at our house on a Friday, but then showing up on Thursday night…or afternoon…or morning… I’ve missed them on my back deck after dinner, drinking beer, and talking about nothing until the wee small hours of the morning. I’ve missed them stealing my camera and taking pictures…

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Memories for the Forgetful

I have a notoriously bad memory. My sister says she does, too, and so we think it’s a genetic thing. Which explains why I often make plans with my mom and sister, but then we all forget we had plans. It’s not just that I forget things like plans, I have forgotten whole chunks of my life for no apparent reason. I can’t remember anything about high school, for instance. I know I had a great time and that I had some really fun friends, but I can’t remember any…

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What My Mom Taught Me

You taught me that thank you notes are to be handwritten and on time. You taught me that high heels are for evening and, even then, proceed cautiously. You taught me that clothes should be ironed and nails should be clean. You taught me that laughing at yourself is more fun than criticizing yourself. You taught me that I can do anything I want to do. No exceptions. You taught me that not everything is fair. You taught me that I should give as much as I am capable of…

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