This morning when I opened the laptop, this site was booted up:
Thanks, Warren. You da best.
1/26/12
1/12/12
ripped wife, happy life
Warren brought home a bike trainer this week. Now I can start watching all the cable he bought because he can't say no to a deal (#embarrassing), while burning all those Happy Diet calories (#theyarethedevil) because I can't say no to the carbs (#mostlyfrenchfries).
The finished product.
Warren doesn't like being called a house-boy.
In related news, my sit-bones are furious today.
1/5/12
#flashbackthursday
One year ago, Warren and I went ice skating at the Legislature grounds and he slid across the rink on one knee with a little purple box and something sparkly in his mitten.
This is how we feel about how the last year has panned out:
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