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After the people are dead, after the things are broken and scattered

Confession: Despite my whining (see here, here, and here), I actually love Proust. Chances are good that if you have spoken to me any time in the last 4 months, I have probably talked your ear off about Proust at … Continue reading

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The lies we tell about marriage.

Sometimes James and I feel overwhelmed that we have been married a WHOLE SIX MONTHS (almost) because it feels like just yesterday and I still have a couple thank you notes left to write. How long do I get to … Continue reading

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That one time that I stopped being a good wife for a week…

Confession: This past week I have taken some time off from being rockstar wife. Meals haven’t been planned or prepared. (We’ve been eating off the same lasagna that I made last week and announced that it would be the last … Continue reading

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PROCRASTINATION, Fall 2012 Edition.

Ways to put off doing work during the final weeks of the semester: Make soup. Put up Christmas tree. Instagram pictures of books spread out. Craft witty facebook statuses. Constantly try to get a better seat at the Capital Hill … Continue reading

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Share the soup [recipes].

Confession: I am really bad at making soup. Don’t get me wrong, I can throw together chili, I could live off of this pumpkin black bean soup, and I make a pretty wicked tortilla soup (thanks Suze, for that recipe), … Continue reading

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Instagram Kidnapped My Wife

Hey folks, James here. While I usually don’t blog (the internet is a passing fad), Hannah told me that I could write a post about anything. Let me repeat that. Hannah (usually a very reasonable person by most measures) told … Continue reading

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Shared Existence

“At its most intense, reading is empathy, shared existence.” -Yves Bonnefoy Confession: There is no one that I love that doesn’t love books. I don’t mean that in a snobbish way, because loving books doesn’t necessarily signify erudition. Loving books … Continue reading

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Milestones.

Lately there have been lots of big accomplishments around this home.  Or maybe not so big. So little, in fact, that if I didn’t put them here, they might go unnoticed.  I have learned to like brussle sprouts and oatmeal, … Continue reading

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Commitaphobia is catching.

Confession: I am a commitaphobe. I hate decisions – hate them. This is painfully clear as I am trying to decorate our apartment, and find myself wandering  aimlessly through Ikea, completely incapable of deciding between the Iskönlund print and the … Continue reading

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A Wedding Story: THE DRESS

I left you at that awesome fist pump of excitement from James who was about to come meet me.  But before we get to the first look, we have to talk about something so important that it gets it’s own … Continue reading

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