I sat next to Meghan on the hockey bleachers. We were cold. Very cold. Very very very cold. Burrowed under a purple sleeping bag, cradling our cups of mint hot chocolate (Meghan makes a mean hot chocolate!), and trying to stay awake to watch the game. It was 11:30pm and it was finally about to…
Twenty months ago, I stood on the concrete doorstep of a two-room house in the middle of nowhere. Literally the middle of nowhere. For the past two weeks, we had been cooking for a group of loud, hard working, heavy-eating Canadians. They had been busy, definitely working hard, but also playing hard. Between the lot…
The great thing about Ruth and David, though, is that not only do they love each other, but they are also ridiculously, adorably, perfectly suited for each other. And that is NOT an exaggeration. Plus, I have proof. Visual, documented, undeniable proof of their ability to love each other, laugh with each other, poke fun…
David looked at me incredulously. It was like he couldn’t believe I’d even ask such a thing. So I repeated my question: “Why are you marrying her? I mean, how do you love her?” He looked down at his girl (she is, after all, a perfect half-a-head shorter than he is) and smiled. He smiled…
Adventure. That sums it up quite nicely. We hung out at a Winston Salem antique shop and found out that the owner’s son is going to run for President on the Christmas platform (because, really…who would vote AGAINST Christmas? its like opposing Santa Claus and Jesus all at once… yes, thats what he said. not…
I do have friends all over the world. Really, I do. And regularly I have people visiting my website from Canada, Kenya, France, Mexico, Italy, Afghanistan, Australia…etc, etc, etc. But this week, I’m getting a daily hit from Jamaica. And since there’s only two people who I know in Jamaica this week, I know exactly…
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