I thought my pepper plants were done for the year, then I sprayed some epsom salt on the leaves and turns out they had some oomph left before the end of the season. My mom and dad have made this dish as long as I can remember. We call it “peppers,” with no other adjectives,
Tom and I watched the Virginia Tech season opener with his family at Smith Mountain Lake. It was Berkley Grace’s first Hokie game. I remember David’s first game well. This is a photo of Steve and me making pizza dough together before the game. I’m posting it because Steve was the only one not wearing
Four year ago, for our four-month anniversary, Tom gave me an orange gerbera daisy. A week later, my mom gave me a pink gerbera daisy for my birthday. I re-potted both plants and have had them ever since. In the winter I bring them inside and sort of forget about them. All winter they sit
This video is a PSA for any of David’s future employers. If he ever calls in sick and you hear him sneeze like this over the phone, make him come in anyway because he’s totally faking.
For me, running has always been more about community than winning races or setting PRs. Maybe that’s because I’ve never been super fast, and if that’s the case then my speed limitations are a mercy from God, because running has brought me some great friendships. Even when I was in high school and racing all
While everyone was enjoying their cake during David’s birthday party, we all gathered in the living room to watch a little year-in-review slideshow. It’s amazing to see how much happens in the first year of a baby’s life, and how much our life has changed in just one year. You can watch it here, or below. When I first
When David woke up last Saturday morning, balloons were floating around the living room. I like to think that’s when his birthday party officially started. We planned a backyard party in August, in Richmond. And somehow it wasn’t hot and the mosquitoes weren’t (that) bad. David woke up from his afternoon nap just as guests
Tom and I love throwing parties. We’ve thrown birthday parties, Christmas parties and 10K parties. When I’m planning a party I usually don’t worry too much about dishware and decorations and instead focus on having a lot of food and making sure everyone feels welcome. It’s not that I don’t appreciate a well-set table and
A professor in one of my writing classes once told me you should never use cliches, and if anyone has ever said it before, it’s a cliche. But in this case, I have to. WHERE DID THIS YEAR GO? To be completely honest, sometimes I feel like this year has been a thousand years long.
I’ve set an alarm just once in the past year. Every other morning Tom and I wake up when David starts making pterodactyl noises in his crib. Tom is always uncharacteristically optimistic early in the morning and says, “Maybe he’ll go back to sleep.” But David never goes back to sleep. One of us (usually Tom) rises from