The Best Part of Waking Up . . .
jayna | January 31, 2011
. . . is a room full of sunshine and two crazy girls jumping on your freshly made bed.
You Capture: Happy
jayna | January 27, 2011
As the perfect follow-up to yesterday’s ‘woe is me’ rantings, today’s You Capture theme is Happy. Just that. Happy. What makes me happy? You happy? Everyone else happy? For me, there’s that new lens that I’m finally getting around to playing with and each time I do, it makes me love it just a little [...]
Dirty Laundry
jayna | January 26, 2011
I’ve been sitting here, staring at a blank screen, erasing sentence after sentence for the last hour. The snow is falling, shutting down the city and our power has flickered out once or twice. I didn’t even flinch the last time it did because what I had managed to write was so disjointed and jumbled [...]
Wordless Wednesday: Trudging Along
jayna | January 26, 2011
I hate the word trudging. But it fits so well. Here we go, trudging along through this blasted season. Heads down, hands shoved deep in our pockets, one foot in front of the other towards spring. I hate winter. Ten years ago, I would have laughed at myself and bundled up for a frigid afternoon [...]
Lazy Sunday: Crawling Back Into The World
jayna | January 23, 2011
*hack hack cough cough* *wipes keyboard with bleach* *sweeps pile of kleenex to the side* *gets up to refill Ginger Ale* *hack hack cough cough* *adds to pile of kleenex* *runs upstairs to put hacking toddler back to bed* *also puts hacking preschooler back to bed* *and feverish, hacking husband* *sits* *waits* *leaps off couch [...]
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Starting Off Right . . .
First, the husband and I . . .
High school sweethearts. Rocking the boat and bucking the system under one last name since 2005. On the downhill swing of our 20s and still plenty immature.
Then, there's Miss E . . .
Finally Four! Mischievous and adorable, frustrating and lovable, she keeps us on our toes.
And, then, there's MJ . . .
Two. Totally Two. Our little bath tub baby has grown into a force to be reckoned with. A firecracker with kissable dimples.
And, finally, there's The Baby . . .
The spitting image of his daddy, he already makes us wonder what we ever did without him.Come Shop With Me!
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