Understanding Chris
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We’re Not Turning the Page; We’re Starting a Whole New Book
Last week I blogged about how my marriage has hit a rough patch. There weren’t many details because we seemed to be so far beyond details. But even without knowing the specifics, you…
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The Truth Is
The truth is that since our move to Florida, things have been off for me and Chris. The truth is that I don’t know how to make this into a funny story or…
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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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When Parents Are Married
I have tried writing this post for two days now. It’s really hard to write for a couple reasons. First, I try to make sure on my blog when I talk about problems…
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Why Is Hanging Out With Your Wife So Un-Cool?
This past weekend Bean Man went to stay at his Nana and Granddad’s house. So, on Saturday afternoon Chris and I decided we would take advantage of our free time and play a…
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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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Exciting Things for Marriage Confessions
Several weeks ago, the amazing photographer, Jenn Hopkins, did some family portraits for us and I thought I’d share them with you. They are gorgeous and we can’t thank her enough. We had…
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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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Back to Basics
This coming Saturday, my sister, Ginny, is tying the knot in our hometown of Gulf Breeze, Florida. Since we’re here, I thought that this week I would share some of my most memorable…
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Oh Florida.
1. I REALLY miss our doggy door. If I have to get up one more time for a dog barking at the back door! UGH. 2. I miss my old Mr. Coffee Coffeemaker.…
