Moving
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Fine Living According to My Husband
This is my husband, Chris. I may have mentioned him once or twice before. My husband Chris appreciates the finer things in life. He has good taste. High end taste. Champagne taste. He…
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Two weeks down.
I have been working for two weeks now and I think its time to say it. Yes. I admit it. I loved not working. It was bad once a month when we needed…
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A Lesson in Marriage That I Will, Apparently, Never Learn
With our move to Florida coming sooner than we had expected, it has left us for several months without an income. Thankfully, Chris starts work next week, but for the past three months…
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A Second Wedding
We finally pulled into our driveway at midnight last night after a week of celebrating my sister’s wedding. It was a beautiful, beautiful wedding. I’ve never seen a bride so happy before. Ginny…
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Finding Happiness as a Stay at Home Mom
Waaaaaay on back when Bean was born ten months ago (it really does seem a whole lot longer than that, doesn’t it?), I had to adjust to being a working mom. Going back…
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Happiness is 80 Degrees in April
So, apparently, Florida has its perks. And so does unemployment. Which is why at 11:00 on a Friday morning, I was able to take Bean over to my friend Sarah’s house for lunch…
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The Part Before the Nervous Breakdown
Let’s take a moment to dive into the inner sanctums of my emotional being right now and try to understand me for a minute. When I get stressed out, I get tired. When…
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A Family Affair
This past weekend, Chris, Bean and I rode to Atlanta with my parents for two very important events. On Saturday morning, my cousin, Jake, had his Eagle Scout ceremony and then later that…
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Rental Home Tour in Florida, Take Two
Earlier this week I tried posting this video of our new rental home in Florida, but we think there was something wrong with the video because our site started having some problems that…
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Kill It Till Its Dead!
This afternoon when Bean woke up from his nap, he was really fussy (read more about Bean’s reoccurring fussiness HERE) so I took him out to our back yard where Chris was playing…
