A Thousand Words

Donald Miller swoon

2009-07-12T19:10:00.004-04:00

I'm like the girl in love with the quarterback in high school. Let's face it, EVERY girl was in love with the quarterback. He was cute, full of charm, drove a jeep and had nice parents. That's what he seemed like. Because most of the girls crushing on the quarterback have never spoken to him.

In this case, the quarterback is Donald Miller and although seemingly cute and full of charm, what makes him so worthy of affection is his every man, honest and thoughtful writing. We should be friends. I don't go to football games. I give away copies of "Blue Like Jazz" and "Searching for God Knows What" and have him listed on my Facebook page though. I'm smitten. Along with thousands of other 30-something single girls searching for God knows what.

Anyway, he has a new book coming out and you can read the first few unedited chapters here.

Have a look. It may be what you get for Christmas.

It's been a while...

2009-02-07T14:58:00.003-05:00

...so I thought I would post a photo. To tell you, dear internet, that I haven't forgotten you. I've just been busy, with like, humans and stuff. I still love you though.

I wish I were packing for Paris and not Philadelphia right now.

Tags and Such

2009-01-27T23:36:00.002-05:00

I've been tagged like 4 or 12 times lately to do the 25 Random Things post. And even though I did this like 3 times last year and I am certain I have no new revelations about myself, I will play along. Ya know, for my peeps.

I am determined not to overthink it and try to make myself sound all cool or introspective so I honestly, am going to try to spit out 25 things in under 10 minutes. Ready? GO.

1. I don't have cable. I only have a 13" TV in my bedroom.
2. I watch "Friends" on DVD almost every night before I go to bed. I know every line. to every episode. of every season.
3. I like owning books. Especially hard-bound, clean-paper smelling, pretty books. And I generally have like 5 waiting to be read.
4. Everyone who knows me well, knows I am Obsessive Compulsive. I blame OCD for all my eccentricities but, let's face it...that's not true. OCD is, however, the reason for the following 3 things...
5. I constantly form mathematical equations in my head. Like out of license plate numbers, phone numbers, billboards, etc.
6. I simply MUST have my checking account balance an even dollar amount. (ie. $450.00) Bank of America came out with "Keep the Change" a couple of years ago and I switched to them because of it.
7. EVERYTHING has a place. Even junk.
8. I am not the "clean" kind of OCD. If I were, I would sweep more than twice a year.
9. I buy hats and rarely wear them. I have a vintage hat collection from my Great-Grandmother, though, and it is among my most prized possessions.
10. If my dang head weren't so big, or my hair so thick, maybe I could actually WEAR them.
11. I let my hair grow out for almost 2 years to donate to "Locks of Love" and whined that I wanted to cut it for half that time. Now that I have, I miss it terribly. I almost feel as if part of my femininity was chopped off with it. And that makes me MORE glad I did it.
12. It would not be a good thing if I won the lottery. I would waste a small fortune on designer purses and shoes.
13. I'm still 30 grand in debt because I have a fashion degree. (It is probable that one day, I will live in a box.)
14. I am insanely and irrationally obsessed with 100 calorie snacks. I have been known to eat 4 for dinner.
15. If I ever quit my job with AT&T and the photography thing isn't paying the bills, I will beg for a part-time job at Sephora.
16. I cry at everything. Movies, weddings, commercials, you name it.
17. I have a bunch of best friends. And when I say "my best friend" to people, sometimes I have to clarify which one.
18. I get all crazy and obnoxious when I see a movie or video with someplace I've traveled to. Particularly, Eastern Europe. People find it absurd that I've actually been to Minsk, Belarus so I proceed to scream "OOH! OOH! I've been there!"
19. I miss my dog.
20. I have no doubt I would be perfectly content if I lived the rest of my life single. But I hope I don't.
21. I would adopt a dozen orphans from around the world all Brangelina-like, if I had their money.
22. I waited til all the Harry Potter books were out and then I bought and read them all. And I have a girl crush on J.K. Rowling.
23. I have road rage. BAD road rage.
24. My dream job is travel photographer for National Geographic. But then I wake up.
25. I seriously consider, almost weekly, selling everything I own and moving to another country. And I believe, one day I will.

(And that may have been more like 15 minutes, but there you have it. And since I don't know who will actually do this, I tag everyone reading this! Play along! They're fun to read.)

Honduras Images

2009-01-13T04:09:00.004-05:00

I added a small fraction of my Honduras photos to a web album. Check them out here.

Hopefully, you can catch a glimpse of the impact the Micah Project is making in the lives of young men, as well as their community. Wanna get involved? Consider giving here and pray for their work in Tegucigalpa.

What DIDN'T happen to me.

2009-01-08T10:18:00.003-05:00

I have lots of stuff to talk about and I have a massive amount of photos from Christmas and Honduras but before I get busy on that, I have to share THIS. (<< Click there <<)
It's the funniest-glad-it's-not-me story I've ever seen.

Oh, and I have to tell you all really quick what DID happen. I got a poisonous spider bite in Honduras last week!! AHA!!! I had to get to the doctor Monday and am on steroids and antibiotics. My face swelled and my muscles got weird and it was GROSS! It's going away, but I am secretly thrilled that my arachnophobia is FINALLY justified. So THERE!!! I'm saying boldly- "I told you so!!" Spiders are evil!

Passion

2008-12-11T13:25:00.005-05:00

If you are significantly acquainted with me, you know I am passionate about a few things. I love Jesus. I am obsessed with photography. I am captivated by cultures and travel. I am passionate about social justice and mercy.

An opportunity arose, rather suddenly, that combines a lot of these passions into a trip with my church, Riverside, here in St. Louis.

On December 27th, I will be heading to Honduras with a small group to work at the Micah Project. The Micah Project accepts young boys, either living in poverty or on the streets of the capital city, Tegucigalpa, into the shelter of the project. Their goal is to support these young men, who will prayerfully grow to "act justly, love mercy, and walk humbly" with our God. (Micah 6:8)

I will be on a team that will be helping these young men in renovation efforts from devastation caused by Hurricane Mitch in 1998 and to run a Vacation Bible School for local children. I will also have the privilege of photographing our experience in hopes of spreading vision for the work of the Micah Project.

Needless to say, I am so excited to once again be able to GO and serve in whatever way I can. It is thrilling that God provides opportunities that connect so many of my passions. I pray He moves my heart to a place where I can love more.

I need you! What can you do?
Pray!
Please join me in praying for...
- The trip! from December 27th through January 2nd
- The 24 boys currently at the Micah house
- Our work in showing love through renovation
- Loving the local children
- The photographs would tell their story and prompt others to serve
- Financial support for the trip

Give!
If you would like to financially support this trip, you can make tax-deductible donations to Riverside Church via me! Email me at ahardyphoto@gmail.com. (The total cost for our team of 6 is estimated at $6000!) I would love to have you join me in contributing financially. You can also give to the Micah Project via their website.

If you are reading this, chances are, you are a beloved friend or family member. Know that I love you dearly and think of so many of you I am separated from geographically. This is my absolute favorite time of year! I pray with every twinkly light, every straw manger scene, and even every inflatable Santa, you are reminded of the birth of our Savior, Jesus.

1978

2007-05-17T21:46:00.000-04:00

This is my Mom, my brother and I on Easter somewhere around 1978. My brother has this photo up in his house. I think he is infatuated with that snazzy white suit. He says it reminds him that I haven't changed a bit.

One of my favorite photos ever

2007-05-19T12:24:00.000-04:00

My Sweet Sadie

2007-06-22T19:45:00.000-04:00

Elvis, Free Beer, Penguins, and a Moonbounce Jumpy Thing

2007-07-15T18:37:00.000-04:00

So I got back from vacation last week. I had an amazing time. Started out on Saturday the 30th and drove the 9 long hours to the home of Al Green, the Blues, Elvis and some good dang bar-b-que...Memphis, Tennessee. I met a friend there, Michael, who turned out to be quite a knowledgable and entertaining tour guide! For two days, he drove me around and showed me Memphis' choice spots, with my favorite being...

Sun Studio!

My Native-Memphian tour guide, Michael

National Civil Rights Museum

I was singing Marc Cohn lyrics for days

"...walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale..."

On Sunday night, I made my way westward to St. Louis, the Gateway to the West. I went to visit Jared and Lyra and the boys. It was amazingly relaxing and fun at the same time.

The Lee Family

On Tuesday, Lyra and I had a girl's night with Emily, Nikki and April. It was quite eventful. The rundown is as follows...hit downtown, searched for a parking space for God knows how long, checked out the Piano Bar, went to get food, tried to no avail to get back into the Piano Bar, went back to our treasured parking space, drove the wrong way down a one-way street through the semi-ghetto and finally arrived at Bar Louie where we spent the remainder of our evening drinking sexy cocktails and talking about such wondrous things as lipgloss, hormones and sex. We also talked a bit with a Chris Farley look-alike named Andy, even though Lyra almost dissuaded him :)

On Wednesday we went to a nearby park and enjoyed the Independence Day festivities with the Lloyds and the Sawyers. The girls got busy discussing great and lowly things, Sean smoked a Gandolph pipe, I lit sparklers for the kids, some dude in a red sequined jacket sang cover songs and the fireworks burst in the background.

Gage-celebrating his freedom

On Friday, the Lees and I made another trip to the St. Louis Art Museum. The exterior is as beautiful as the artwork and as Nikki pointed out, the park is what you imagine Pemberly to look like, as in "Pride and Prejudice."

Ah...heavenly

We checked out the Napoleonic art special exhibit then made the short walk to the St. Louis Zoo. I must say, I am a huge fan of zoos in general. The St. Louis Zoo is exceptionally smelly, but then again, it is July and on top of that, it is FREE. The penguin house was my favorite. It's a chilly 58 degrees.

I love penguins. They are so fly yet so formal.

On Saturday, we went to the Sawyers house for Joseph's Birthday. Happy #3! There was a Moonbounce Jumpy Thing, chocolate cake, adorable children and tasty beverages. It was the best birthday I could imagine. In fact, I hope to have a party just like that in a couple of months!

The Birthday Boy!

Jump Around...Jump Around...

Sunday, we went to church at Heritage, where Sean is the pastor. It was amazingly refreshing and made me long to move there. I met some awesome folks and as a bonus, the church is simply adorable!

After church, we made a run to White Castle, all Harold and Kumar style, and went to Grant's Farm. There were a ton of really fun animals (including the Clydesdales) and the best funnel cake I've had in a while.

Read the Sign

Pygmy Goats...sooo cute, but quite annoying. One bit Gage.

This horse was strangely beautiful.

One of the joyous things about St. Louis is that so much is FREE! Anheuser-Busch owns a ton of stuff, including Grant's Farm...so guess what? That's right, my friends. Free Beer.

Shea, looking right "German"

The boys played while we enjoyed our free beer

The drive home gave me 12 hours to think about family and acceptance and love and friendship. I feel all of those things when I'm there. And I'll be counting down the days til I make the trip again. (51)

Freedom, Commitment, and Harry Potter

2007-07-22T21:26:00.001-04:00

It's been a whirlwind few days! On Thursday after work, I hit the road for "home." Funny, I haven't lived in Greenville for 8 months and yet, I still consider it home. I spent the better part of the last 14 years there. I miss it. But it's my friends that I miss the most, including Alex and Kelly. It was a short visit but I got a few shots of their baby, already 6 months old!

Who can resist little baby feet?

Sweet Baby Josh

Friday, I made my way to the Lawyers office...that's right, my friends. The house is SOLD. I remember sitting in that same office a little over 3 years ago and feeling like I was signing my life away. This time, I can't tell you the freedom I felt as I let it go. I loved that house. But as Alex so lovingly reminded me, "the memories, you take with you." There are countless memories I will take from 725 Main St.

I was truly made alive in Greenville. Not just in a spiritual way. I learned so many things there; what it means to be a friend, who I am and who I am becoming, the freedom that is found in Christ and the joy that can be found in home. And even though my heart broke all over again as I pulled out of the driveway for the last time, I felt alive and free.

On Friday afternoon, I shot a wedding in Bath. Beth and Chris are beautiful people and I was amazed, once again, of the wonder it is when God brings people together and allows them to love and commit to serve one another in this life. I am truly blessed that I actually get paid to witness such an event.

My favorite images from the wedding...

The flower girl, Lydia, was the entertainment for the evening!

That kid can dance!

Congratulations Chris and Beth Norman

After the wedding Friday night, I headed back to Greenville and stood in line with my obsessive friends for the long awaited release of the new Harry Potter book. It was interesting, to say the least! I got a little education on the series and my interest was peaked enough to start reading them.

Well at least I will have something to read while in hotels. Oh yes, I'm on another hotel stint. I am writing from South Florida at the moment! I'll return home on Wednesday for a few days then fly to Atlantic City. Oh the joy of having a job.

We have so many things to be thankful for, my friends. For freedom, commitment and of course, Harry Potter.

Renewed Faith

2007-10-02T20:37:00.001-04:00

It was a typical Tuesday. Get up, yell at dog, sit outside, eat my cereal, take shower, pack, head to work, blah blah blah.

I got off work around 4 and had to run to my friend Stacey's to take photos of her sweet new baby. Then skirted out, hopped on a conference call at 530 and headed to Raleigh to teach a class tomorrow.

I love babies.

Well, on the way, it was getting late and even though I had my heart set on eating japanese when I got to Raleigh, I was starving from skipping lunch. I had to stop.

And here is my dilemma. I hate fast food. Detest fast food. I tolerate chic fil a but other than that, it almost always sucks. I don't even like the idea of fast food. I hate sitting and waiting and the thought that what makes it fast is the utter deterioration of all quality and freshness.

Well, I was in a hurry, like so many of us are, and saw a sign for "Cookout." My friend, Chris wanted to take me there a couple of weeks ago and when we arrived, I was kinda relieved that the line was so ridiculous we couldn't get in the parking lot. I chalked it up to all the rednecks and construction workers in the area were on their lunch break. Foley, I'm sorry I doubted you.

"Cookout" is freakin awesome! Ohmygod! The burger tasted just like my Dad took that baby off the grill. The coke was all "biting" and had that teeny pebble ice. I thought it was July 4th.

So anyway, my faith has been renewed in fast food.

Other than that, like I said, typical Tuesday. I'm holed up in the hotel for the night.

I have to share a sweet song I've been listening to for a few days. I can't stop singing it.

So Small
by Carrie Underwood

What you got if you ain't got love

The kind that you just want to give away

It's ok to open up

Go ahead and let the light shine through

I know it's hard on a rainy day

You wanna shut the world out and just be left alone

But don't run out on your faith

Cause sometimes that mountain you've been climbing

Is just a grain of sand

And what you've been out there searching for forever

Is in your hands

And when you figure out love is all that matters after all

It sure makes everything else seem

So small

It's so easy to get lost inside

A problem that seems so big at the time

It's like a river that's so wide it swallows you whole

While you're sitting around thinking about what you can't change

And worrying about all the wrong things

Time's flying by, moving so fast

You better make it count cause you can't get it back

Sometimes that mountain you've been climbing

Is just a grain of sand

And what you've been out there searching for forever

Is in your hands

Oh, and when you figure out love is all that matters after all

It sure makes everything else seem

So small

Sometimes that mountain you've been climbing

Is just a grain of sand

And what you've out there searching for forever

Is in your hands

And then you figure out love is all that matters after all

It sure makes everything else

Oh, it sure makes everything else seem

So small

(Check out the video at www.myspace.com/ahardyphoto)

Waiting

2007-12-21T18:04:00.000-05:00

It's 4 days til Christmas. 4 days.

I'm so excited. I LOVE Christmas. And since it's only a few days until Christmas, I thought I'd post a few Thanksgiving photos!
Yeah, so I'm a little behind.

Anyway, this is what I'm looking forward to.

And this.

And especially this.

Happy Happy Joy Joy...

2008-01-17T00:13:00.000-05:00

Oh what a glorious day.

You wake up and ya think to yourself..."Self, this is probably just gonna be a typical day." Pssh. Yeah. Right.

Well, I tell you, internet, here is what happened.
First, I was at work. I didn't have class today so I went into work when I finally got bored with working at home and really just wanted to actually speak to humans. (ok, sorta.)
Since I only have a couple more weeks in Charlotte, I have been steadily cleaning out my desk. I was mostly done but today, decided to clean out my file folders.
Now mind you, internet, I am 90% organized all the time. It's my thing.

But in my obsessive search to find order sometimes, I place things in files and forget them. They are in their place and therefore dead to me. Well, anyway, I was going through a folder marked "personal" and noticed 2 unopened envelopes from my old mortgage company. Hmm. Another statement I suppose. Oh no. I rip it open and what is there? you ask.

2 checks. Totaling a little over 1600 bucks.

Oh yes! I had $1600 worth of checks sitting in a file folder since last August.

What the hell?!

Turns out I overpaid my escrow. So I guess I should start opening my mail.

Praise Jesus. I'm thinking one word. iMac.

So after I had a mini-stroke, I got home tonight and anticipated my luck changing. They've been predicting snow. Yeah right. If you know nothing else about me, dear computer, you know I love me some snow. Life cannot be this good.

But sure enough, right around 11, it started snowing.

.THIS IS THE BEST FREAKIN' DAY EVER.

Sadie licked the big snowflakes for about 30 seconds and then was like..."um. screw this. I'm freezing my tail off. "

But then a couple of hours later...

2008-01-17T11:23:00.000-05:00

She braved it again. There was at least 2 inches!

'Cause We All Just Wanna Be Big Rockstars...

2008-01-23T09:28:00.000-05:00

If I had a Rock Band, the name would be

NORWEGIAN SHIPBUILDING REGISTER

My platinum, Grammy-winning debut album would be titled

MAY NOT BE DISMAYED

and my super-cool album cover would look something like this

(but taken by me, of course)

* This is actually a blog meme I stole from Nikki, who stole it from Megan.
Plus, I stole the title of the post from Nickelback.
Go check out Megan's blog for fun instructions on channeling your own inner Rockstar!

St. Louis Move: Cancelled...

2008-01-25T17:19:00.000-05:00

So in case you didn't get the email...my plans have changed.

I am no longer moving to St. Louis.

I've decided to move to Houston.

And as soon as I get there, I am setting my house on fire.

I was born in September.

Love

2008-02-15T22:08:00.006-05:00

I'm gonna be honest with you, internet. February has sucked.
And I mean sucked. hard.

In the past 2 weeks, I have packed my life, given away my beloved dog, left my work comfort zone, moved away from the south and my family, into a brownstone in a mid-west city.

Alone.

Before I moved here, I joked that when I told people I was moving to Missouri, they inevitably asked..."Why? Do you know someone there?"

My answer was, of course, yes I do. But not that's not why I'm moving. Seriously, I don't know why I moved. I couldn't tell you.

But I know whatever the motive, it has been a hard move. I have cried almost my entire time here. And I realized something last week...gripping and hurtful.

I don't accept love. I try to earn it. And I don't know how to love others.

And it feels like my insides are being ripped out. Honestly.

For almost 2 years, I have been trying to make someone love me who doesn't value me enough to meet me in person.

And it's not just him.

Before him, it was him.

And before him, it was him.

And before him, it was them.

And in the middle of all the hims and them, there is God.

I've been trying to make Him love me too. But I honestly don't believe He does either.

Not any more than the hims or them.

I am tired. Tired and overwhelmed with it all. So I am giving up.

There is something broken in me. Least of all, my heart. It needs to be fixed.

But I don't know where to start.

I guess I start here.

A couple of days ago, I was at work chatting on instant messenger with a co-worker guy I've never talked to. He sent me a message asking about my "boycotting Valentine's Day" icon and we joked about the holiday. He said his day was great due to easy mac and a chocolate snack pack for lunch. I laughed and told him there aren't many things in life that can't be fixed by chocolate pudding.

When I arrived at my desk yesterday, I found a Valentine's card and a chocolate snack pack he had "delivered" from Chicago.

Amazingly sweet. from someone I don't even know.

I left work and went to the Lee's for dinner, which has become routine. I walked in and noticed the most beautiful flowers on the table. Sterling silver roses. My favorite. I thought they were Lyra's.

They were mine.

Amazingly sweet. from people who know me. but love me anyway.

At least, they say they do. And right now, I am choosing to believe them.

Know Why Chocolate Covered Long-Stemmed Strawberries are Better than Long-Stemmed Roses?

2008-03-25T17:05:00.000-04:00

Because you eat them. Duh.

Better than Zanax

2008-03-26T19:25:00.000-04:00

This is Shea, Jared and Lyra's little sweetness. The Lees are more than best friends.
They are my family. And by far, the best part of my move to St. Louis.

The other day, I dropped by, as I often do, after work and sat down at the table. It had been a long day.
Shea looked at me and said "Man-ee, you bouful."
(Translation- "Mandy, you're beautiful.")

He is the best little man you could have around. He gives me kisses, poses for my endless photos, and even compliments my jewelry. "Man-ee, I lite you netty."
(Translation- "Mandy, I like your necklace.")

This kid is my personal sunshine.

MOBOT

2008-03-26T20:08:00.001-04:00

Now that I live in St. Louis, I'm picking up the lingo. The Missouri Botanical Gardens is affectionately known as MOBOT.
Lyra, the boys, and I went this morning and strolled through. That place just makes you feel all romantic.

The scent of the flowers is heavenly. We saw the most beautiful duck EVER. The weather was perfect. And it was so nice to go on an un-crowded weekday. We had a picnic and even saw a little baby snake.
But I have to admit, one of my favorite parts was the Tower Grove House we hadn't seen before. That place had the most amazing carpet! I seriously am trying to find a similar pattern online. But then again, the Shaw dude who owned the house was like major filthy rich and I could never afford it. Well, maybe I can find a small area rug.
Anyway, check it out above.

(Click on the photo to see larger. Oh, and by the way, in case you wonder, all photos posted on this blog are taken by me. Need a photographer? Call me. I'm a genius. Seriously.)

Matt and Emily (+ baby!)

2008-05-19T16:43:00.010-04:00

On Saturday, I photographed the Lovealls! They are expecting a baby boy sometime (hopefully) in the next few weeks. They are an adorable couple and Emily is beautiful and stunning at almost 9 months pregnant!

Here are a few photos from our time at Queeny Park.

Matt has skills.

Congratulations Matt and Emily! I can't wait to meet Andrew!

Mandy (Grad '08!)

2008-05-19T17:03:00.014-04:00

I had an amazing time yesterday photographing Mandy. She is precious! We spent a few hours together finding just the right spots for her senior portraits. I kept joking that Mandy could seriously be on America's Next Top Model! I didn't have to give her any direction. We had a blast!
Congratulations on your graduation Mandy!

"That's what she said"...and other one-liners from the gynecologists office

2008-11-13T22:11:00.002-05:00

Note- If you are a guy, you probably wanna stop reading now.

So I finally sucked it up and went to the Gynecologist today. I think I was under 30 when I went the last time. (if that tells you anything.) I was referred to this chic in South County who was supposedly funny and "hip" so I figured...what the heck. If any woman's gonna be feeling me up, she may as well be witty.

Now see, ladies, this is my issue...It's so strange going to the ob/gyn. They ask you all these questions and sometimes, ask you again, just to make sure you're not leaving out anything juicy. As if I'm gonna say, "Oh wait. I forgot to mention my intravenous drug usage. And well, I've only had sex a FEW times for money."
They really want to know about your sex life. or lack thereof. Sometimes, I feel like I should tell them a fun anecdote or something, just because I don't get to tell them about sex partners.

Abstinent. Done. Move on.

Put me on the scale. Joy. They tell me I've shrunk an inch. I'm now down to 5"4. Shit.

All of this happens even before I get naked. The doctor comes in, just when I am getting reeaaally comfortable in that stirrup chair. They should sell those at IKEA. I'm telling her random stuff about me. "I just moved here. blah blah. blah. My car got stolen. blah. Those Anne Geddes photos are nice. blah. blah. blah." I am postponing the inevitable here.
But to my surprise, ALAS! A funny doctor! She jokes back. She cusses. She has a nose ring. I start to develop a girl crush on her.

Then. She tells me to get naked. I ask her if she could at least buy me a drink first.

So, of course, girls, you know how it goes. She comes back in and jumps right to it. I happen to look over and notice the contraption on the counter. I'm thinking aloud..."That's not gonna fit." She replies, face between my legs, "You don't trust me?" I say "I've heard THAT before." I feel like I should be in the back seat of a car. in 1992.

I'm always so nervous about what the Dr. is thinking. So I make some comment about not worrying about the curb appeal when I have no house guests. She busts out laughing. (Note to self- Maybe I shouldn't make someone double over as they are shoving a metal rod into my vagina.) Speaking of, why is that metal thing always so. damn. cold??

Oh, the misery. At least, she gets done quickly and heads north for the breast exam. This is what is so weird. It's clinical. But just...in a way...personal. As I always break awkwardness with humor, I start to tell her this is the most action I ever get, and about the same time, she busts out with "So you need to get your ass outta the ghetto!" I didn't know if she was referring to my earlier "curb appeal" comment or what. I must have looked confused and then- I get it. We both die laughing. She's talking about my recent run of theft. She says she has a switch blade in her purse. I like her more.

Come to find out, it wasn't so bad. When your gyny has her face in your loveliness, at least I found one who quotes "that's what she said." I almost want to send her flowers tomorrow.

Something Blue

2008-08-21T18:42:00.002-04:00

Is it bad that I want to get married just so I can wear these shoes?

A Thousand Words

Donald Miller *swoon*

It's been a while...

Tags and Such

Honduras Images

What DIDN'T happen to me.

Passion

1978

One of my favorite photos ever

My Sweet Sadie

Elvis, Free Beer, Penguins, and a Moonbounce Jumpy Thing

Freedom, Commitment, and Harry Potter

Renewed Faith

Waiting

Happy Happy Joy Joy...

But then a couple of hours later...

'Cause We All Just Wanna Be Big Rockstars...

St. Louis Move: Cancelled...

Love

Know Why Chocolate Covered Long-Stemmed Strawberries are Better than Long-Stemmed Roses?

Better than Zanax

MOBOT

Matt and Emily (+ baby!)

Mandy (Grad '08!)

"That's what she said"...and other one-liners from the gynecologists office

Something Blue

Donald Miller swoon