I am sick. Throat sick. Can't talk sick. No appetite sick. I love Nyquil sick. But not sick enough to stay home another day. Port Gamble calls my name and so I'm here. Weddings, meetings and ghost walks welcome me back. As well as a box of tissues and bottle of hand sanitizer (Julie said not to take it personally :)

I just hope this weekend isn't a disaster. I'm rusty.

Psalm 37:23-24

23 The Lord directs the steps of the godly.
He delights in every detail of their lives.
24 Though they stumble, they will never fall,
for the Lord holds them by the hand.

This is the time of year I start to get tired. No more weddings, please!

I'm dreaming of adventures on the high seas and late night romps through the city --- Nick and Norah's Infinite Adventure style.

Who's with me?

Short road trip. Portland. Spokane. BC. And beyond!

We are SO frickin' cute. If I do say so myself :)

Happy Anniversary to my Mom and Dad! 28 years.

I have to say, I feel pretty blessed to have parents who stuck it out through good and bad...and have come out the other side smiling. All of my realistic expectations about marriage come from watching them. They done prepared me good.