25 May 2006
By L.R.
In Life With LR
Finally, I’ve got pictures of the new house!
I could be really cheesy with these captions and say something like, “We’ll start our virtual tour at the very beginning — a very good place to start,” but I’m pretty sure my audience is bright enough to figure out this is the front of the house and [...]
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married life, our new house
23 May 2006
By L.R.
In Life With LR
This morning, after a freakish malfunction of my coffeepot, which resulted in a half a pot full of grounds, and a counter completely covered with coffee, I sat down at my computer for my morning routine of checking my email and read friends’ Xangas. The following is an excerpt from Alyssa’s:
“If you liked National Treasure, [...]
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justification with ian mckellen, knock-offs, national treasure, the burts, the davinci code, the davinci treasure
21 May 2006
By L.R.
In Life With LR
…Johnson grass.
Seriously. You’ve never seen roots till you’ve seen Johnson grass. Each blade practically is a root. It’s capable of choking out every living thing on the planet, but you never even know it’s there till you weed your own garden.
It’s a lot of work, gardening, but well worth it. I’m not sure if I’ve [...]
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DIY, lewisville, our new house, the not-so-secret garden
14 May 2006
By L.R.
In Life With LR
If you ever want to buy something at Burlington Coat Factory, be sure before you pay for it that you’ll have no reason to return it. And if you ever want to return something to Burlington Coat Factory, be sure you don’t mind letting them suck the brain right out of your head.
As I mentioned [...]
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burlington coat factory, mother's day, our new house, stupid return policies, the bonds
10 May 2006
By L.R.
In Life With LR
“How housewifely of you!” Jeff said with some surprise when I told him I’d spent part of my day weeding the garden. How housewifely, indeed. I’d never weeded a garden before today, and considering the way I tend to butcher things like cooking and have a history of killing mums, I approached the task with [...]
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desperate housewife, the not-so-secret garden