Mark and I moved to Naples, Italy on April 22, 2012. We will be there for three years and will be documenting all aspects of our crazy new life overseas. Enjoy! Ciao! -The Bakers
Saturday, February 28, 2009
UnCommon
Mark and I went to a church conference, "Uncommon" last Saturday... It was absolutely AMAZING! Tony Dungy was the KeyNote Speaker. Since he is retiring from the Colts, Mark and I made it a point to ensure that we saw him! It was a great conference that told us to follow our hearts and find our purpose in life. To be 'uncommon' and don't just live the way people and society want you to live. Live for God and do all things through Him. What a yummy yummy conference... Perfect for us. And Tony is just such a genuinely great man. Mark and I bought his new book, "Uncommon" while we were at the conference.... He will be reading it when we are on the beach this week... Did you know that we were going there? :D
WHERE IN THE WORLD IS TIFFANY BAKER?
TODAY WE GOT TO DAYTONA!
IT ONLY TOOK 15.5 HOURS OF DRIVING!!!
WAAOOOHOOOO! BRING ON THE BEACHES!
IT ONLY TOOK 15.5 HOURS OF DRIVING!!!
WAAOOOHOOOO! BRING ON THE BEACHES!
Friday, February 27, 2009
Email from the Bishop
This is from an email from my momma.... Thanks for sharing!!
"The Sabbath Wire" - February 25, 2009
I bring your greetings on this Ash Wednesday as we begin the 40-dayjourney of Lent toward the Easter celebration.
Having returned recently from our trip to the Holy Land , I want toshare with you the story of the Sabbath Wire as a reminder that weshould not make the season of Lent a rigid set of rules but anopportunity for spiritual focus. Here is the story:
Every time I go to the Holy Land (this was my fourth trip), I seesomething new and learn something new. This trip it was the Sabbath Wire which surrounds the upper city of Tiberius on the Sea of Galilee .Our group stayed in lower Tiberius, along the Sea in a beautiful settingwhich includes hotels, docks for fishing boats, hot springs , and amodern city. However there is also an upper Tiberius which is home to alarge population of very devout and Orthodox Jews. On this trip ourguide pointed out that the upper city is surrounded by a Sabbath Wire,which looks much like a set of telephone poles with a single wire. The wire surrounds the city and marks the limit of a "Sabbath day's journey"from the center of the town. It is there to prevent any devout Jew from walking too far on the Sabbath. The wire keeps them from breaking the Sabbath rule about "working" by walking too far. Likewise in the hotelwhere we stayed in Jerusalem there was a Sabbath elevator whichautomatically went up one single floor at a time without any buttons being pushed - because, again, to push a button is considered "work" and a violation of the Sabbath.
The sad thing, to me, about such rigid rules is that they actually missthe point of the Sabbath. In the Hebrew scriptures, the Sabbath is forrest, reflection, prayer, family time, and pleasant walks to enjoy God'screation. So the rule about a "Sabbath day's journey" is all about taking a pleasant stroll. How sad that a good thing - taking a strolland enjoying God's creation - has become a rigid rule complete with awire to mark the limit of walking too far.
I trust that we will not make Lent into a time that is so rigid we miss its point. The point of Lent is prayer, preparation, reflection,repentance, and getting ready for Easter. It is not about giving updesserts or chocolate or some of the silly rules we have put uponourselves. I suppose it is our rebellion against such silly rules thathas caused so many of us to ignore Lent altogether.
Surely there must be a balance here so that we can gain the spiritual growth of Lent without hindering ourselves with rigid rules and superficial sacrifices. I hope that you will have a meaningful season of Lent, one which allows you to focus upon your journey of faith with Jesus. God bless you!
from Bishop Michael J. Coyner
Indiana Conference of The United Methodist Church
"The Sabbath Wire" - February 25, 2009
I bring your greetings on this Ash Wednesday as we begin the 40-dayjourney of Lent toward the Easter celebration.
Having returned recently from our trip to the Holy Land , I want toshare with you the story of the Sabbath Wire as a reminder that weshould not make the season of Lent a rigid set of rules but anopportunity for spiritual focus. Here is the story:
Every time I go to the Holy Land (this was my fourth trip), I seesomething new and learn something new. This trip it was the Sabbath Wire which surrounds the upper city of Tiberius on the Sea of Galilee .Our group stayed in lower Tiberius, along the Sea in a beautiful settingwhich includes hotels, docks for fishing boats, hot springs , and amodern city. However there is also an upper Tiberius which is home to alarge population of very devout and Orthodox Jews. On this trip ourguide pointed out that the upper city is surrounded by a Sabbath Wire,which looks much like a set of telephone poles with a single wire. The wire surrounds the city and marks the limit of a "Sabbath day's journey"from the center of the town. It is there to prevent any devout Jew from walking too far on the Sabbath. The wire keeps them from breaking the Sabbath rule about "working" by walking too far. Likewise in the hotelwhere we stayed in Jerusalem there was a Sabbath elevator whichautomatically went up one single floor at a time without any buttons being pushed - because, again, to push a button is considered "work" and a violation of the Sabbath.
The sad thing, to me, about such rigid rules is that they actually missthe point of the Sabbath. In the Hebrew scriptures, the Sabbath is forrest, reflection, prayer, family time, and pleasant walks to enjoy God'screation. So the rule about a "Sabbath day's journey" is all about taking a pleasant stroll. How sad that a good thing - taking a strolland enjoying God's creation - has become a rigid rule complete with awire to mark the limit of walking too far.
I trust that we will not make Lent into a time that is so rigid we miss its point. The point of Lent is prayer, preparation, reflection,repentance, and getting ready for Easter. It is not about giving updesserts or chocolate or some of the silly rules we have put uponourselves. I suppose it is our rebellion against such silly rules thathas caused so many of us to ignore Lent altogether.
Surely there must be a balance here so that we can gain the spiritual growth of Lent without hindering ourselves with rigid rules and superficial sacrifices. I hope that you will have a meaningful season of Lent, one which allows you to focus upon your journey of faith with Jesus. God bless you!
from Bishop Michael J. Coyner
Indiana Conference of The United Methodist Church
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Yesssss
S0o0o0o0o0o
Friday we are headed to Florida! We cannot WAIT!! Mark and I are going with his mom and aunt!
It is going to be A BLAAAAST!!!
Hopefully I can get rid of Nasty McSnotGrill before we go.......
Friday we are headed to Florida! We cannot WAIT!! Mark and I are going with his mom and aunt!
It is going to be A BLAAAAST!!!
Hopefully I can get rid of Nasty McSnotGrill before we go.......
Rudolph
Straight.up.Rudolph.
I have blown my nose CONSTANTLY for the last four days and nights. And now here I am. All swollen and red and nasty. Seriously, I am NOT a big fan of colds... yikes.....
My schnoze is like a flippin faucet. Grooooooosssssss.
All day I've had people around me sniffling. At first I thought they had the same condition as I did. Turns out, they were trying to drop a (not so subtle) hint that I had flippin snot running down my face.
MMmmmmMMMM....
Snot filled grill.... Yummy...
I have blown my nose CONSTANTLY for the last four days and nights. And now here I am. All swollen and red and nasty. Seriously, I am NOT a big fan of colds... yikes.....
My schnoze is like a flippin faucet. Grooooooosssssss.
All day I've had people around me sniffling. At first I thought they had the same condition as I did. Turns out, they were trying to drop a (not so subtle) hint that I had flippin snot running down my face.
MMmmmmMMMM....
Snot filled grill.... Yummy...
Gross
Retirement isn't simply a time to stop working. It's a life passage, marking a transition from a life of work to a life of accomplishment, leisure and choice. It's the reward at the end of the day. And your retirement deserves to be treated that way.
Gross. Gross, gross, gross. This little blurb from a thing I read at work makes me want to have a seizure. Yikes. Why oh WHY would someone WAIT UNTIL RETIREMENT to 'get a reward'?!!?!? LIVE IN THE MOMENT, PEOPLE! goooooooood NIGHT! I want to punch the guy who wrote this in the bajunks.
Gross. Gross, gross, gross. This little blurb from a thing I read at work makes me want to have a seizure. Yikes. Why oh WHY would someone WAIT UNTIL RETIREMENT to 'get a reward'?!!?!? LIVE IN THE MOMENT, PEOPLE! goooooooood NIGHT! I want to punch the guy who wrote this in the bajunks.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Do It Afraid ((2))
THIS IS FROM ONE OF THE DAILY DEVOTIONS THAT I GET FROM CHRISTIANITY.COM... MY THOUGHTS ARE BELOW THE DEVOTION......
"But as it is, God arranged the members in the body, each one of them,as he chose." 1 Corinthians 12.18 (ESV)
Devotion:
Oddly enough, I'm thinking about plastic knives today. You know, thekind you get with your to-go meal at restaurants, packaged with aplastic fork, spoon, and napkin?
For years I ditched the plastic knife, thinking they are a waste of energy and not very useful at cutting my food. Steak, chicken, pot roast...metal knives slice right through these, but not plastic knives. Hardfoods are not their forte. Where plastic knives do excel, however, is in cutting fresh from the oven, piping hot brownies!
Have you ever cut brownies with a table knife and made a ragged mess outof them? Well, I've discovered a way to enjoy them, and keep them intact, while they're still warm. I've used this trick successfully foryears, as my hips will attest. Nice squares of warm, gooey chocolate goodness with smooth edges can be yours when cut with a plastic knife.
Knowing plastic knives' special knack for cutting brownies, I use them specifically for that purpose. I don't try to cut cardboard, steak orwood with them. That would be a senseless misuse of their gifts.
Oh, but how often have I misused my gifts or stepped away from mynatural talents, attempting something I am not really cut out to do?This usually leads to frustration and a mess.
The point is this: God designed each one of us with certain abilities, but we tend to look at the abilities of the other women and we getc aught in the comparison trap. We try to emulate her gifts and hertalents when God has called us to something totally different.
Some of my friends have better culinary skills. Some of my friends traintheir children better than I. Some of my friends are well organized. Some of my friends...well, it really doesn't matter. What does matter is this: What am I going to do with what I am?
Paul puts it this way in I Corinthians 12.17-19: "If the whole body were an eye, where would be the sense of hearing? If the whole body were anear, where would be the sense of smell? But as it is, God arranged the members in the body, each one of them, as he chose. If all were a singlemember, where would the body be?" (ESV)
In what way has God gifted you? Have you yet to use that talent for Hisglory? Are you a wonderful hostess? Then don't compare yourself to the woman who is a teacher. Are you an organizer? Then don't compare yourself to the woman who is creative. Are you great with children? Then don't compare yourself to the woman who writes the newsletter.
After many years of anguish over my place in this world, or in mychurch, or in a women's group, I've come to embrace that which God has blessed me with. And I've decided I love being a plastic brownie knife!
Dear Lord, thank You for the gifts and talents You've given each of us.Please show us where we are most useful for Your kingdom and Yourpurposes. Give us boldness to carry out Your will especially when it might be an unexpected task. In Jesus' Name, Amen.
EVERYONE HAS A PURPOSE IN LIFE. EVERYONE HAS A MISSION TO ACCOMPLISH.ONE OF MY FAVORITE QUOTES IS: "WHEN I AM AT THE END OF MY LIFE AND I AM STANDING BEFORE GOD, I HOPE I CAN SAY, 'GOD, I HAVE NOTHING LEFT. I HAVE USED EVERY TALENT YOU HAVE GIVEN ME.' THAT QUOTE IS SO YUMMY. WOULDN'T THAT BE SUCH AN AMAZING FEELING? MARK AND I GO TO A LARGE CHURCH IN INDY. TRAFFIC NEEDS DIRECTED WHEN CHURCH LETS OUT OF SERVICE EACH SUNDAY. THIS WINTER, THERE WERE ALWAYS VERY KIND PEOPLE OUT IN THE SNOW-FILLED STREETS DIRECTING TRAFFIC TO ENSURE EVERYONE'S SAFETY. MARK AND I WOULD ALWAYS COMMENT ABOUT HOW THANKFUL WE WERE FOR THOSE PEOPLE.THEY WERE VERY GIVING OF THEIR TIME AND EFFORTS AND IT WAS GREATLYAPPRECIATED. THAT WAS CERTAINLY A JOB THAT NEITHER MY HUSBAND NOR I WOULD LIKE TO TAKE.
BUT THEN IT GOT ME THINKING. MAYBE THOSE PEOPLE AREN'T WILLING TO GIVEUP A WEEK OR A MONTH OR A YEAR TO DO SOME MISSION TRIPS AND HELP BUILD HOUSES AND START BUSINESSES ABROAD AND EDUCATE THE PEOPLE IN THE VILLAGES. MAYBE THEY WERE GIVING THEIR TIME THE WAY THAT THEY WERE ABLE. WE ALL HAVE A REASON FOR BEING HERE. OUR LIVES ARE SUPPOSED TOBE USED TO DO GOD'S WORK AND SPREAD THE WORD ABOUT HIM. WHETHER YOU CHOOSE TO DIRECT TRAFFIC OR SERVE DINNER AT A HOMELESS SHELTER OR WRITEA CHECK TO UNICEF OR TEACH ENGLISH, YOU CAN SERVE GOD AND OTHERS WHILE YOU ARE HERE. MAKE THE MOST OF IT. AND DON'T BE AFRAID TO 'DO IT AFRAID.'
"But as it is, God arranged the members in the body, each one of them,as he chose." 1 Corinthians 12.18 (ESV)
Devotion:
Oddly enough, I'm thinking about plastic knives today. You know, thekind you get with your to-go meal at restaurants, packaged with aplastic fork, spoon, and napkin?
For years I ditched the plastic knife, thinking they are a waste of energy and not very useful at cutting my food. Steak, chicken, pot roast...metal knives slice right through these, but not plastic knives. Hardfoods are not their forte. Where plastic knives do excel, however, is in cutting fresh from the oven, piping hot brownies!
Have you ever cut brownies with a table knife and made a ragged mess outof them? Well, I've discovered a way to enjoy them, and keep them intact, while they're still warm. I've used this trick successfully foryears, as my hips will attest. Nice squares of warm, gooey chocolate goodness with smooth edges can be yours when cut with a plastic knife.
Knowing plastic knives' special knack for cutting brownies, I use them specifically for that purpose. I don't try to cut cardboard, steak orwood with them. That would be a senseless misuse of their gifts.
Oh, but how often have I misused my gifts or stepped away from mynatural talents, attempting something I am not really cut out to do?This usually leads to frustration and a mess.
The point is this: God designed each one of us with certain abilities, but we tend to look at the abilities of the other women and we getc aught in the comparison trap. We try to emulate her gifts and hertalents when God has called us to something totally different.
Some of my friends have better culinary skills. Some of my friends traintheir children better than I. Some of my friends are well organized. Some of my friends...well, it really doesn't matter. What does matter is this: What am I going to do with what I am?
Paul puts it this way in I Corinthians 12.17-19: "If the whole body were an eye, where would be the sense of hearing? If the whole body were anear, where would be the sense of smell? But as it is, God arranged the members in the body, each one of them, as he chose. If all were a singlemember, where would the body be?" (ESV)
In what way has God gifted you? Have you yet to use that talent for Hisglory? Are you a wonderful hostess? Then don't compare yourself to the woman who is a teacher. Are you an organizer? Then don't compare yourself to the woman who is creative. Are you great with children? Then don't compare yourself to the woman who writes the newsletter.
After many years of anguish over my place in this world, or in mychurch, or in a women's group, I've come to embrace that which God has blessed me with. And I've decided I love being a plastic brownie knife!
Dear Lord, thank You for the gifts and talents You've given each of us.Please show us where we are most useful for Your kingdom and Yourpurposes. Give us boldness to carry out Your will especially when it might be an unexpected task. In Jesus' Name, Amen.
EVERYONE HAS A PURPOSE IN LIFE. EVERYONE HAS A MISSION TO ACCOMPLISH.ONE OF MY FAVORITE QUOTES IS: "WHEN I AM AT THE END OF MY LIFE AND I AM STANDING BEFORE GOD, I HOPE I CAN SAY, 'GOD, I HAVE NOTHING LEFT. I HAVE USED EVERY TALENT YOU HAVE GIVEN ME.' THAT QUOTE IS SO YUMMY. WOULDN'T THAT BE SUCH AN AMAZING FEELING? MARK AND I GO TO A LARGE CHURCH IN INDY. TRAFFIC NEEDS DIRECTED WHEN CHURCH LETS OUT OF SERVICE EACH SUNDAY. THIS WINTER, THERE WERE ALWAYS VERY KIND PEOPLE OUT IN THE SNOW-FILLED STREETS DIRECTING TRAFFIC TO ENSURE EVERYONE'S SAFETY. MARK AND I WOULD ALWAYS COMMENT ABOUT HOW THANKFUL WE WERE FOR THOSE PEOPLE.THEY WERE VERY GIVING OF THEIR TIME AND EFFORTS AND IT WAS GREATLYAPPRECIATED. THAT WAS CERTAINLY A JOB THAT NEITHER MY HUSBAND NOR I WOULD LIKE TO TAKE.
BUT THEN IT GOT ME THINKING. MAYBE THOSE PEOPLE AREN'T WILLING TO GIVEUP A WEEK OR A MONTH OR A YEAR TO DO SOME MISSION TRIPS AND HELP BUILD HOUSES AND START BUSINESSES ABROAD AND EDUCATE THE PEOPLE IN THE VILLAGES. MAYBE THEY WERE GIVING THEIR TIME THE WAY THAT THEY WERE ABLE. WE ALL HAVE A REASON FOR BEING HERE. OUR LIVES ARE SUPPOSED TOBE USED TO DO GOD'S WORK AND SPREAD THE WORD ABOUT HIM. WHETHER YOU CHOOSE TO DIRECT TRAFFIC OR SERVE DINNER AT A HOMELESS SHELTER OR WRITEA CHECK TO UNICEF OR TEACH ENGLISH, YOU CAN SERVE GOD AND OTHERS WHILE YOU ARE HERE. MAKE THE MOST OF IT. AND DON'T BE AFRAID TO 'DO IT AFRAID.'
Monday, February 23, 2009
Out and About
Mark and I made an impromptu visit to the Haute Saturday night. We wanted to see Eric before he left. ((he is moving to Nebraska with his new Construction contract)) We wanted to suprise him at his going away party! :D
I got to see Bridget before we went to the Terminal to meet the boys! Yeah! I like her! Can't wait for her wedding in April! :) ps- Her fiance is the one holding the beer above her head... :D
The boys deep in conversation
This picture spawed from Eric this summer. We were all at a Dave Matthews Concert. (I walked down the aisle to Dave, "Crush" by the way)... Anyways, Eric saw Chrislyn and I and wanted to take a picture. He told us to look confused. We just wanted to smile. So he certainly got confused looks out of us for the picture... The same scenerio happened with this one.. :D haha
My newly engaged friend and I.....
I asked her if I could get a cheesy picture of her and her new bling. She straight up told me no... So I told her to make a this goofy pose... Got the bling! Kind of... :D
Mark took a LOT of pictures of us..... Chrislyn got tired of it.
The boys.
Goodbye kisses
Kyle and Markie
Getting each others digits....
I got to see Bridget before we went to the Terminal to meet the boys! Yeah! I like her! Can't wait for her wedding in April! :) ps- Her fiance is the one holding the beer above her head... :D
The boys deep in conversation
This picture spawed from Eric this summer. We were all at a Dave Matthews Concert. (I walked down the aisle to Dave, "Crush" by the way)... Anyways, Eric saw Chrislyn and I and wanted to take a picture. He told us to look confused. We just wanted to smile. So he certainly got confused looks out of us for the picture... The same scenerio happened with this one.. :D haha
My newly engaged friend and I.....
I asked her if I could get a cheesy picture of her and her new bling. She straight up told me no... So I told her to make a this goofy pose... Got the bling! Kind of... :D
Mark took a LOT of pictures of us..... Chrislyn got tired of it.
The boys.
Goodbye kisses
Kyle and Markie
Getting each others digits....Do It Afraid
"Do It Afraid"
This was the quote from one of my daily devotions. I think I am in love with it. I think it just might be the quote of my life for a while...:-)
Here's why:
I always say "Life's too short to be sad, mad, or boring." Because of this (especially the last part) I take a lot of risks.
I went to Asia with ten other complete strangers for Spring Break one year.
I moved to the Czech Republic for four months without knowing ANYONE.
Mark and I moved to Indianapolis away from our families post college.
A LOT of things in life are scary. I don't want to go through life being afraid of them! I want to conquer the WORLD! BRING IT ON, is allI can say!
There are a lot of plans that Mark and I have for our future.(Especially the next six years)... It is scary. There are a lot of crazy plans. There is a lot of traveling. There are going to be things we miss from home while we are away. There are going to be all new things for us to adjust to and learn about. We are both scared.
But we will "do it afraid."
This was the quote from one of my daily devotions. I think I am in love with it. I think it just might be the quote of my life for a while...:-)
Here's why:
I always say "Life's too short to be sad, mad, or boring." Because of this (especially the last part) I take a lot of risks.
I went to Asia with ten other complete strangers for Spring Break one year.
I moved to the Czech Republic for four months without knowing ANYONE.
Mark and I moved to Indianapolis away from our families post college.
A LOT of things in life are scary. I don't want to go through life being afraid of them! I want to conquer the WORLD! BRING IT ON, is allI can say!
There are a lot of plans that Mark and I have for our future.(Especially the next six years)... It is scary. There are a lot of crazy plans. There is a lot of traveling. There are going to be things we miss from home while we are away. There are going to be all new things for us to adjust to and learn about. We are both scared.
But we will "do it afraid."
Sick Day
So last week my little brothers were sick. They even stayed home from school. Apparently, I caught the 'bug' as well. Those little stinkers... Anyways, Yesterday I woke up feeling like straight up grade A garbage. So0o0o0o, the same thing happened this morning. I woke up feeling like I had been hit by a bus. And an ugly stick... (I mean for reals, I looked like I felt.)
s0o0o0 this morning I got the courage to call in sick. Which took a lot of bravery for me. It was the first real time I had ever called in in my 23 years of life. Now let's set this up. I worked at U.H. for six years. I called in once when I was 17. It was a Saturday morning. I had a little too much fun the night before and just 'couldn't' make it in by 7:00. My mom immediately called my cell phone after I called in and instructed me to get to work.
Then there was that one time after volleyball practice. I thought I broke my ankle spiking a ball. I spent a while in the trainers office. They instructed me to just take it easy, and promised it wasn't broken. I called U.H. and told them I wouldn't be coming to work that evening, and that I was going home. I was about halfway home when my mom called me from work. She told me to turn around and come to the hospital. Not for an x-ray... But (as she so lovingly put it) to
ICE.
ELEVATE.
AND
ANSWER PHONES.
Nice. S0o0o you would understand my nervous feelings about calling in today. It was legitimate and I felt like a drunk slug muffin all day, but I was still afraid my boss was going to ask my symptoms, request three forms filled out to explain the situation, and sign a contract to give my first born to him if I could have the day off.
Turns out I just told him I wasn't feeling well and couldn't come in today. He said okay, told me to get feeling better, and said he would see me tomorrow. End of conversation.
And no call back.... weird....
s0o0o0 this morning I got the courage to call in sick. Which took a lot of bravery for me. It was the first real time I had ever called in in my 23 years of life. Now let's set this up. I worked at U.H. for six years. I called in once when I was 17. It was a Saturday morning. I had a little too much fun the night before and just 'couldn't' make it in by 7:00. My mom immediately called my cell phone after I called in and instructed me to get to work.
Then there was that one time after volleyball practice. I thought I broke my ankle spiking a ball. I spent a while in the trainers office. They instructed me to just take it easy, and promised it wasn't broken. I called U.H. and told them I wouldn't be coming to work that evening, and that I was going home. I was about halfway home when my mom called me from work. She told me to turn around and come to the hospital. Not for an x-ray... But (as she so lovingly put it) to
ICE.
ELEVATE.
AND
ANSWER PHONES.
Nice. S0o0o you would understand my nervous feelings about calling in today. It was legitimate and I felt like a drunk slug muffin all day, but I was still afraid my boss was going to ask my symptoms, request three forms filled out to explain the situation, and sign a contract to give my first born to him if I could have the day off.
Turns out I just told him I wasn't feeling well and couldn't come in today. He said okay, told me to get feeling better, and said he would see me tomorrow. End of conversation.
And no call back.... weird....
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Romantic Cards from my Momma....
THIS IS AN EMAIL FROM MY MOMMA...... THANKS PAMMER!!
THESE ARE ENTRIES TO A WASHINGTON POST COMPETITION ASKING FOR A TWO-LINERHYME WITH THE MOST ROMANTIC FIRST LINE, AND THE LEAST ROMANTIC SECOND LINE:
1. My darling, my lover, my beautiful wife: Marrying you has screwed up my life.
2. I see your face when I am dreaming. That's why I always wake up screaming.
3. Kind, intelligent, loving and hot; This describes everything you are not.
4. Love may be beautiful, love may be bliss, But I only slept with you 'cause I was pissed.
5. I thought that I could love no other -- that is until I met your brother.
6. Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, and so are you. But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead, the sugar bowl's empty and so is your head.
7. I want to feel your sweet embrace; But don't take that paper bag off your face.
8. I love your smile, your face, and your eyes Damn, I'm good at telling lies!
9. My love, you take my breath away. What have you stepped in to smell this way?
10. My feelings for you no words can tell, Except for maybe 'Go to hell.'
11. What inspired this amorous rhyme? Two parts vodka, one part lime.
WHO SAID POETRY IS BORING?
THESE ARE ENTRIES TO A WASHINGTON POST COMPETITION ASKING FOR A TWO-LINERHYME WITH THE MOST ROMANTIC FIRST LINE, AND THE LEAST ROMANTIC SECOND LINE:
1. My darling, my lover, my beautiful wife: Marrying you has screwed up my life.
2. I see your face when I am dreaming. That's why I always wake up screaming.
3. Kind, intelligent, loving and hot; This describes everything you are not.
4. Love may be beautiful, love may be bliss, But I only slept with you 'cause I was pissed.
5. I thought that I could love no other -- that is until I met your brother.
6. Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, and so are you. But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead, the sugar bowl's empty and so is your head.
7. I want to feel your sweet embrace; But don't take that paper bag off your face.
8. I love your smile, your face, and your eyes Damn, I'm good at telling lies!
9. My love, you take my breath away. What have you stepped in to smell this way?
10. My feelings for you no words can tell, Except for maybe 'Go to hell.'
11. What inspired this amorous rhyme? Two parts vodka, one part lime.
WHO SAID POETRY IS BORING?
My attempt at being a housewife
So I've been sick all day. I mean I really feel like garbage. Like I was hit by a bus then a midget came up and pounded my head in with the latest copy of Vogue. Why'd it have to be a midget you ask? I think they would hit harder. Closer proximity to the ground that I was laying on after being hit by the bus. It makes sense.
Okay.... So that has NOTHING to do with this blog post. The other day I got the urge to cook. This has NEVER happened. If you are my Mom, Grandma, or Sister who attempted to let me join in the annual Christmas bake fest, you would understand my frustration with everything that has to do with baking or cooking in general. No thanks. So this was a huge step in my attempt to be a good wife. Baby steps. So I looked up quick and easy recipies. Because that's about as much as I can handle....
Mark and I went to Wally last week and got all the necessary supplies for the 8-10 recipes I printed. There were ingredients I LITERALLY had never heard of. We got them all.
So the first planned dinner was today. I was supposed to make it, but was curled up in the fetal position on our rug in the living room when my -hungry- husband got home. He ended up cooking the dinner. That isn't to say there wasn't complaining. Not about having to cook the dinner, but having to put such random ingredients together. I didn't think it was so bad... Let's see... Ingredients include:
QUICK AND EASY CASSEROLE
1 onion, chopped
1 lb. hamburger
1 can tomatoes
1 can vegetable soup
1 box macaroni and cheese dinner
1/2 cup bread crumbs
Y.I.K.E.S.
Let's just say Mark was right to complain. This seems like something that wouldn't even be served at a disaster relief event. I mean this stuff is straight up garbage. It tasted just like what you would think raccoon and veggie soup mixed together would taste like.
If you are still wondering, come on over and you can try it. We.Have.Plenty.Of.Leftovers.
I guess I will just stick to blogging and leave the cooking attempts to the other women in my family. :D
Okay.... So that has NOTHING to do with this blog post. The other day I got the urge to cook. This has NEVER happened. If you are my Mom, Grandma, or Sister who attempted to let me join in the annual Christmas bake fest, you would understand my frustration with everything that has to do with baking or cooking in general. No thanks. So this was a huge step in my attempt to be a good wife. Baby steps. So I looked up quick and easy recipies. Because that's about as much as I can handle....
Mark and I went to Wally last week and got all the necessary supplies for the 8-10 recipes I printed. There were ingredients I LITERALLY had never heard of. We got them all.
So the first planned dinner was today. I was supposed to make it, but was curled up in the fetal position on our rug in the living room when my -hungry- husband got home. He ended up cooking the dinner. That isn't to say there wasn't complaining. Not about having to cook the dinner, but having to put such random ingredients together. I didn't think it was so bad... Let's see... Ingredients include:
QUICK AND EASY CASSEROLE
1 onion, chopped
1 lb. hamburger
1 can tomatoes
1 can vegetable soup
1 box macaroni and cheese dinner
1/2 cup bread crumbs
Y.I.K.E.S.
Let's just say Mark was right to complain. This seems like something that wouldn't even be served at a disaster relief event. I mean this stuff is straight up garbage. It tasted just like what you would think raccoon and veggie soup mixed together would taste like.
If you are still wondering, come on over and you can try it. We.Have.Plenty.Of.Leftovers.
I guess I will just stick to blogging and leave the cooking attempts to the other women in my family. :D
Grrrr...
S0o0o0o, I just told Mark I feel like schnizzle....
He said I looked like schnizzle......
What.
A.
Punk.
This marriage is going downhill fast. :-) lol
He's lucky he's cute
He said I looked like schnizzle......
What.
A.
Punk.
This marriage is going downhill fast. :-) lol
He's lucky he's cute
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