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My brain is so full its running on over-drive practically. Which is pretty pathetic since I’m not actually BUSY outside of my job, but I think that’s just over-loaded me so much that at home even menial (re: cooking dinner) tasks have become a huge thought process. Which is also why we’re eating salad for dinner.
Which means blogging, well not the typing / talking I do that pretty well no matter what, but the actually coming up with interesting substance to intrigue YOU is kind of hard.
Let’s see – I’m hoping to host a link up for marriage blogs this week. I need to design a button first, but my goal is to get it up there later this week.
Alex has moved from the last century of cell phone technology to 2012. You see he HAD a military spec phone that he snapped in two.
Which meant he inherited this nice gem from the dark ages (cell phone wise) until his renewal came up for grabs.
Now the only thing I ever see is the back of his iPhone 4 because he’s got a brand new toy.
What else, oh yes, we got a treadmill. We’ve been talking about this for a while and we decided getting a basic treadmill that we can both use ALL year-long rather than a gym membership we would laze out of driving to would work better in the long run. Plus its presence in our bedroom reminds me that I really do want to lose the 10 pounds my meds have helped me gain.
What else, oh yea, as part of that whole treadmill thing we cleaned off (i.e. dumped in the middle of our guest room) all of my books so we could move our bookshelf to another wall. We ended up not moving the bookshelf after all, but this is definitely a good time for me to weed through my collection.
It’s a bit…obsessive appearing.
That’s pretty much it. Sorry for the nonsensical sense to this post. If y’all have any questions at all for me now is the time to ask.
I’ve opened myself up for this before and always get like ZERO responses so I feel dorky and like I’m talking to myself. So I’m asking, no really its begging (let’s be honest), ASK ME SOMETHING. ANYTHING.