My mother came to visit a few weekends ago to help with early wedding stuff — deciding on colors, attending a bridal show, other really rad mother-daughter stuff. While she was here, we realized I’d be 25 by the next time I saw her. (My birthday is later this month.) So obviously, she gave me a cat watch. I can’t imagine a better … Keep reading…

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I was half-way done with this blog post when the craziest thing happened. (Okay, I wasn’t actually typing at the time, but I had planned to finish the post that evening.) Needless to say, things have been a bit bananas since. We’ll have more—plenty more!—discussion on that epic evening soon, but for now, here is the post that almost got lost in … Keep reading…

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So, funny story: Two young men walked by Lance and I while we took these photos in our hometown of Springfield, Illinois, the Sunday after Christmas. They looked and stared and laughed a bit, which is one of the odder parts of blogging, but we’re used to it. But then he said the best part: “Fuckin’ tourists.” With full judgement, he scoffed … Keep reading…

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