Archive for June, 2011

Two years ago, Taylor and I tied the knot.

I could wax poetic about how much I love him and how happy we are, but I’ll spare you. For the most part. 

I will tell you we are so very happy. And we enjoy being married. We enjoy each other’s company and laugh together… a lot.

Two years has passed in the blink of an eye. And we are looking forward to many more years to come.

Photo by Michelle Loconto


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You should get one. It will cost a little more than a regular manicure but it is totally worth it. I got mine done on Tuesday and it looks almost exactly the same on Saturday, just a little grown out. No chips in the polish and still super shiny. Normally I paint my nails and the paint is chipped so bad I remove it all by the 2nd or 3rd day. Here is how it looked on the first day


And here is how it looks today.


I realize the pics are blurry but I promise you my nails still look awesome.

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I’m trying to write down more stories of things that happen when Taylor and I are together. We laugh so much, and some of the stuff he says is just hilarious/absurd. He also does some pretty nice things for me.

A little background before I get to the story. When he wakes up, Taylor is up. I, on the other hand, take a while to get going.

Husband: (Rolls over, throws his arm over me, and snuggles up close.) Singing…”you are so beautiful, to me….can’t you see.”

Me: (Smiling and giggling as much as I can muster before getting out of bed for work in the morning.)

Husband: You know what’s weird though. That kid was named Alfalfa, which is a pretty weird name. And he was singing to Darla. Darla is the name of a waitress at the Flying J truck stop restaurant.

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Gone fishing

Yesterday I went fishing with Taylor and his parents. I caught the only keeper of the day, a sheeps head.


Taylor’s parents were kind enough to take the head off and remove all the guts so I could make us a tasty dinner. It was the first time I’ve ever cooked fish with the bones in. And I’ll definitely say I prefer the kind from the store that already has all the bones out.

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The encounter you are about to read is slightly paraphrased based on my memory, since this happened a few weeks ago.

Scene: In the car, listening to the radio.

Husband: This music is terrible. Who is this? Barenaked Ladies?

Me: No, it’s not Barenaked Ladies. It’s Mumford and Sons.

Husband: Ugh. They are a bunch of YAY-HOOs.

Me: What???

Husband: Are those even Mumford’s sons?

Me: (looks up Mumford and Sons on my phone). Nope, there is one guy named Mumford but the other ones have different last names.

Husband: Liars. They aren’t even family.

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