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Wednesday, November 2, 2011

early early early this morning, an angel came over while i was getting ready for work and warmed up my car for me, AND scraped allllll the ice off my windshields. with an id card. because the angel couldn't find my ice scraper.

i love that angel.


also, i had some chocolate milk this morning. another thing to be thankful for.

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

oh thanks!

i was extended a challenge via blog by my sister hayley to do a "Gratitude-a-Day" theme for November. one post a day on someone/something i am thankful for.

oh, and this is an invitation to all of you to make November your own "Gratitude-a-Day" month. (i put it in bold, was that bossy enough??) Thanksgiving is only a few short weeks away, and at Thanksgiving dinner when my dad asks each of us what we are thankful for i should probably have something more eloquent and thought-out to say than "Jesus, family, and football," like last year.


today is november 1st. and really what is prevelant today as far as gratitude goes has a lot to do with what a friend of mine always says about how before you marry someone, you should date them for four seasons and a road trip.

we can officially add strep throat, food poisoning and a yeast infection to that list.


so today, i am thankful for doctors. and antibiotics. but not so much antibiotics.


happy November!

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

the boys are having an extremely in depth conversation about whether Roy should get an iPhone or an Android.

Brian thinks Apple is going to putz now that Steve Jobs is gone. he also thinks that Google will eventually take over the world. Ryne loves his Droid, and Roy isn't sure if he wants to conform to the controlled way that Apple wants us to experience technology.



and i have learned that i'm a little sassy before 730 am.



sorry, boys.

Thursday, October 6, 2011

boss-man

sparty: "i thought you weren't gonna be here this afternoon?"
whitney: "well, long story short--"
sparty: "don't say it like that! it makes me not want to listen."

and so it begins.

RIP, summer.