Three Years Later, and No One Can Make Me Laugh as Much as This Guy
Today is our third anniversary. We’ve now got 3 years of a laughter-foundation to build on. Last year on our anniversary, I wrote Brian a
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Our Silly Valentine’s Day Tradition
V-day isn’t a big deal for me. Not really. The best part about Valentine’s Day is the anniversary of my godson’s birth. But having a
Dear Brian, Don’t Read This One. Please? It’s a Product Review of Your Christmas Present.
Greetings Blog Friends! Brian if you’re still here, you need to leave. Go read this post about my Christmas Wishlist instead. Seriously. Go. Now. OK,
Brian’s Weirder Than Me
So the other night, Brian and I were in the grocery store and chatting about something ridiculous. And he set down the shopping basket to
OK, Try to Suffocate Me!
Last Friday was date night. It was rather fantastic. Brian and I ordered pizza from this little pizza joint in Chicago suburbia (Aurelio’s). Then we
By the Way, Yesterday was April Fool’s Day. I Promise I’m NOT Quitting You. Or the Blog.
A conversation/interaction between me and B before getting on the train home. Me: Did you bring me snacks? Brian: Maaaaybe. I don’t remember. Maybe not.
Two Years Seems Like Just Yesterday AND Like Forever
Two years ago, Brian took me out on a date. And so today is our anniversary. (It is also Katie’s birthday–and thanks to this anniversary shenanigans,
I Bought Cool Mickey Band Aids When We Went To Disney World…And Then I Used Them All…
Brian: I got you something. Me: Oh yeah? Brian: It’s smaller than a bread box. (I look in the bag expecting Peeps or Cadbury Cream
Brian Shares Saturday: Because Baby Polar Bears Make Me Cry
So Brian shared this adorable baby polar bear video. And then I fell in love with the baby polar bear, Knut. And clicked to watch
Monday memories: Because Valentine’s Day is totally stupid anyway
So this is the only peep you’re going to hear from me on the subject of that Hallmark holiday couples everywhere waste money on and
Conversations I Have With Brian (And How We’re Totally Weird)
So Brian must really get sick of me asking him…Every single time….if I can write about something that he says. And usually (especially when it’s
I’m Like a Gremlin…Except, You Know, Not
Did I say a gremlin? I meant a mogwai. But you probably wouldn’t recognize a mogwai if I put that in the title…I’m sneaky like
