Today is mine and Justin’s six year anniversary!!!! YAY US!!!! It has been a great six years!!!!!

My computer died. I didn’t think it was possible for a Mac to crash, but it has. I am ashamed to even admit it. So now I am on Justin’s HUGE (compared to my precious little 12 inch) computer. We have to share and we don’t like to share. But I think with my computer dying, it will actually be good for our marriage. Maybe we will stop communicating over IM (when we are just in the other room) and begin talking face to face. JUST KIDDING MOM!!!! Anyways, I lost a ton of my email messages, so forgive me friends if I haven’t written back. (Just to give props to my Mac… It did try sooooo hard! It even started up three times AFTER it told me that the hard disc had experienced a fatal error and to replace it. It was working till the very end to serve…

I have a tummy ache and I got The Big D on my mind. I love to talk about gross things on my blog. I like to because I can. And if you know me, I just like to talk about gross things in general. I wasn’t always like this however. It all started a long while back when I was newly married and had THE BIG D. I was a brand new pastors wife and was at my first retreat with the college group when it happened. THE BIG D!!!! It was horrible and I was so ashamed. I came out of the bathroom to find my husband’s boss (Dan Shields…love you dude!) saying something like, “PEW!!!! IT REEKS IN THIS HALLWAY!!!!!” It was right then and there I decided to embrace the grossness that we as humans can be so ashamed of and shout it to the rooftops!…

Am I allowed to feel sorry for myself for living in Paris? Sometimes when I complain, I think to myself, “But you live in Paris, France!!!!” I am not miserable or anything. It is just that I love sunny weather and it is pouring outside. I don’t mind an occasional downpour. I put up with the cold weather the rest of the year. I am just asking for a few months of summer weather. Even growing up in Oregon I got that! It was warm a couple days ago…but I was sick inside with a dumb breast infection. I know that isn’t Paris’ fault, but come on. Rain and thunder storms in AUGUST!?!? Let’s be real about this. It is just a bit annoying to say the least. Did I mention that I was THE whitest person on the beaches in Barcelona? You may have thought that it was my…

Maisie lives for danger.  Or maybe I enter her into danger.  A couple days ago she was being a little terror, so I let her have my paper shopping bag to play with.  I realize that she loves to eat paper, but I thought I was watching her.  Not well enough obviously because when I next looked over, she had taken little goober bites out of my shopping bag, with the pieces nowhere to be found.  I wonder if this is part of the reason she has been constipated.  Here is the damage…to the bag. Have I mentioned at all how many times I have dropped my cell phone on her little newborn face?  It is true.  I am not proud of it and just because I am posting that information here does not mean it is something I am bragging about.  I am quite shocked at myself actually.  It…