January 2011
21 posts
Farewell to twentyten
So it’s about 3 hours from being 2011 and I’m sitting on my couch watching Season 1 of Sex and the City. Hey, everyone’s gotta have a little piece of Manhattan on New Year’s right?
I’ve never been a big fan of standing outside waiting for a fireworks show. I’ve done it twice in my life—once for NYE, the other for 4th of July—and neither time could...
My cousin Matt was playing it at the Christmas...
Tis' the season for dancing.
This Christmas we celebrated at my cousin Calvin’s house. It’s a gorgeous one story home with a newly renovated kitchen and living area. Needless to say, I was very excited for Christmas to roll around.
But this year, the holidays weren’t about the men cooking the roast on the double oven, or the women gossiping about the latest celebrity breakups around the very large, yet unassuming, marble...
It starts with one thought.
Finally. I can now say I have a blog. How long did this take and exactly how many people have told me to do this before? I just never could grasp in a title what I wanted to write about so I never got around to starting one. This should be a good beginning, it feels right.
This sudden need to write came from one thought tonight, as I was sitting on my bed perusing the news feed on Facebook...