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Author: Ashley

home will have to wait

home will have to wait

My intention was to write a nice post about “home”, but that will have to wait for now. It’s been a rather interesting day. My car has been making funny noises, so I decided to get it checked out before going up to Michigan for Ann and David’s wedding next weekend. I chose today, because Paul has Thursdays off work and I can use his car. I dropped my car off last night, and this morning they told me the…

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new look

new look

So I have been debating about getting a new look for my blog, as I had bored of the coffee cup theme. Last night, Paul and I went through a bunch of WordPress themes we found on the internet until we picked the one we liked the most. I downloaded it and changed my blog over, and wha-la! You now see a whole new different layout. I like it a lot, but I haven’t gotten a chance to mess around…

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fires, weddings, and indiana

fires, weddings, and indiana

I got up around 4:30 am on Friday morning to head to the airport. I took MARTA (Atlanta’s train service) for the first time which worked out pretty well. I think that’s a better alternative than making someone drive all the way out to their airport at ridiculous hours. My flight was uneventful, landing in Indy at 9am. The pilot then came over the loudspeaker and told us that we were leaking hydraulic fluid and the firemen were going to…

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she's married!

she's married!

Hooray for Mrs. Joanna B.! More pictures and stories of my most excellent weekend to come later… I am quite tired, due to the non-drowsy (ha!) Dramamine I took today. Night, ya’ll!

well, I'm off

well, I'm off

It’s 11 pm and about 2 hours after I wanted to get to bed. This evening has not going very well, starting with overall not feeling good, and ending with a missing wallet which has been found now. However, in the meantime, I am in a horrible mood and I’m tired and cranky. Poor Paul had to bear the brunt as I yelled at him for not doing the dishes I was supposed to have washed. I hate myself like…

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