The landmarks from my childhood are disappearing. During college, I worked in a pet store in a little strip mall. The store was owned by a ...

I don't know my father. I have never seen his face. I don't know what his voice sounds like. I have never held his hand or kissed...

The next day I woke up with a smile. It was our wedding day! Around noon, we walked down to the harbor to get married. We exchanged vows in ...

It was January, and we drove to the coast. Of course, it snowed during our entire road trip (just to piss John off). After much cursing and ...

In January of 2005, John and I decided to go on vacation. For years we had been talking about moving out of state. We thought that visiting ...

In 2005, my husband took a job with a national company. This business has offices located across the United States. When John accepted the...

I often find myself thinking about the future. What direction will my life take in the next few years? Do I want to return to teaching? D...

I thought John's post was pretty hilarious. I wanted to clarify a few things he mentioned in his story. 1. I really was unusually happy...

I actually convinced my husband to write his version of how we started dating! If you need to read my version, go here . John is...

I was hesitant to tell the story of how John and I started dating. I feared that the story made me sound like a whore and made John sound l...

It was the winter of 1997. I was working at a little pizza place called Mio's Pizzeria. I had been working there for about a year, and...

I grew up in the ghetto. We were dirt poor. Although my childhood experiences have helped to shape me into the person I am today, I look b...

There is a lot of information about my relationship with my mother, that I choose not to share on this blog. So when I write a post complai...

Inspired by Bon's comment on Thursday's post, I wrote a post containing more information about my past. I published the post, and i...

Do you ever go back and read your archives? It is pretty interesting stuff. I never kept a diary or journal while growing up, so I am fasc...

I have been blogging for a whole year! Can you believe it? To celebrate my special day, I am going to tell you how I started blogging... O...

When I was pregnant with Porgie, I bought a cute bassinet. John assembled it, and I lovingly placed the little white slip cover over the fr...

Guess what? My baby is one year old today. I just can't believe it. She is still so small. How can she possibly be a year old? I just do...

In October of 2005, John's company decided to relocate our little family to the east coast. We had to sell our house in Kentucky and fin...

I am extremely close to my cousin, who we'll call Bean. We are actually more like sisters than cousins. She calls me at least once a wee...