I took very few photos at the Strawberry Festival, but this one is my favorite because it looks like Adam is a country-western star and he’s holding court with his entourage.
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I took very few photos at the Strawberry Festival, but this one is my favorite because it looks like Adam is a country-western star and he’s holding court with his entourage.
We leave for North Carolina (with a pit stop in Georgia) tomorrow morning. A smart person would’ve started packing last night. We are not those people.
Instead, I got Adam all caught up on White Collar.
My favorite quote of the night:
He is impossibly good looking.
- Adam, on Matthew Bomer
Super Mario Bros. Wii should come with a list of divorce lawyers in your area.
True story: I once threw Adam into a spiked rod and he threatened divorce. OK, by “divorce” I mean “never to play with me again.”
Adam’s brother Ryan has been living—untethered to the digital world—in North Carolina for the past eight years.
Over the years, we’ve only been able to visit him a couple of times. We once drove up with my father-in-law for an over-night camping trip. We drove up, hiked up a mountain, set up camp, slept, woke up, broke down the camp, and drove back. That was in 2007, shortly after our wedding (which he was unable to attend). Adam’s dad joked that it was our honeymoon. And I guess if you go by the loosest definition of the word: A holiday or trip taken by a newly married couple, then yes; it was technically our honeymoon.

Last year, the three of us drove up to Adam’s grandma’s place in Georgia to celebrate Christmas. Afterward, we continued our drive north to visit Ryan in North Carolina. We mostly hung around Bryson City and talked about how he should come visit us in Orlando sometime.

Through the years, communication between the two brothers has been very limited. Ryan lives in a remote area of Bryson City, so the postman is not very dependable, and he only recently got his hands on a cell phone. Adam and I always said it would be so much easier to keep in touch with him if he had a computer. So, for Christmas this year, we’re giving him a brand new Dell laptop. We bought it last week and Adam has been setting it up. He already posed the question on his twitter/facebook, but I figured I’d ask it here to get a wider sampling:
Adam, giving feedback on the project I did for him.
We were both wary of working together on this project. And actually, I’d turned it down, but he couldn’t find anyone else to do it so the guilt kicked in and here we are.
This makes everything—the fights, the late nights, the stress—completely worth it. It reminds me that while I sometimes dream of leaving this field and becoming a teacher, I’m right where I’m supposed to be.
Yes, 2 distinct screams came from our house when the latest Castle began with @NathanFillion dressing up as a “Space Cowboy” for Halloween.
I’ve been severely sleep- and TV-deprived all week. Last night, I was working at the dining room table (my new office as of late), and through my headphones, I heard a yelpy-scream. I turned to Adam who was sitting on the couch and he yelled “WATCH THIS!!!!” I took out my ear buds and he replayed the opening scene for me. I might have screamed louder than him.
I can’t wait until I’m done with this project so I can just spend an entire weekend catching up on all the TV and sleep—yes, in that order—that I’ve missed.
To: mom
From: me
Subject: boots for NY, found ‘em
Body: [above photo]
To: me
From: mom
Subject: RE: boots for NY, found ‘em
Body: you are kidding, right?
To: mom
From: me
Subject: RE: RE: boots for NY, found ‘em
Body: am I?
Honestly, the only thing stopping me from buying them outright is the price tag. That, and as Adam pointed out, I’m not 12.




Working at home on a project for Adam. Squee’s sitting in my lap and desperately trying to suckle on my earlobe.
He’s done this since he was a kitten. I would try to break him of the habit, but it’s just so damned cute. Does anyone else’s cat do this, or is it just Squee that has an ear fetish?
Pardon the disheveled look, I worked until past 5:30am and woke up at 10:30am. Showers are for people without deadlines.
Leave it to my mom to ruin a perfectly good picture by closing her eyes at just the right moment. Still love you, mamalah!!!
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My mother’s cousin got married in Staten Island, NY last weekend.
Friday Sept 25 Woke up at the very ass-crack of dawn in order to catch our 7:50am flight. It was on time and there were no screaming babies.
We landed in Philadelphia a little too early for lunch, but that didn’t stop me from demanding a Philly Cheesesteak at 10:45am. I rationalized that we had breakfast at like 5:30am or some ungodly hour, and Adam watched in horror as I pressed the CheezWhiz button on the really cool automated ordering kiosk.
Our connecting flight to Newark was also on time and devoid of screaming babies, but the fact that we were on a Dash 8 and I was in the window seat next to the propeller made me want to scream like a baby.
After a flight that felt like a ride on Space Mountain, we landed in Newark and took our free shuttle to the hotel in New Jersey. We were the first people in our party, so we got a free room upgrade. Score. We had a few hours before we had to go to the rehearsal dinner, so I took my time getting ready and admired the view from the hotel room window.

Me & Sis at the rehearsal dinner
The rehearsal dinner was nice. If you’re looking for some good Penne Ala Vodka on Staten Island, I highly recommend Cielo on Hylan Blvd.