An Open Letter to my Husband

Hey, Baby! I know I left the mess of the century in our kitchen this weekend. I also know you’ve heard jolly good enough about how tired I am and how much I have to get done. I know I’m about to head off to work without scrubbing a single pot. I know you’ll come […]

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Project 52, V. 3

My husband is a numbers guy. He’s analytic, systematic, risk-averse, and studying his way through the 4 exams needed to become a CPA. But, all his wily know-how aside, Jeremiah is really just a creative tender of plants, fish tanks, and people. * Here, he’s inspecting the sun-dews he started from seed last winter *

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Project 52, V. 2

Yesterday, marked three years since the day I met Jeremiah Breer. He’s still my favorite thing to talk about and my favorite person to spend a lifetime with. The beginning of our relationship has been all zip and rush. I’m looking forward to a mellower next few years, which we’ll spend writing each other snarky […]

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A Letter to Readers

It’s been so long since I’ve blogged. I’m not a blogger, not really. I’m both too slow and too long-winded to pull off this fast-paced, techno-savy personal journalism. And, I’m not mommy-loving, belly-swelling, bread-baking enough to write one of those yummy fashion/motherhood blogs so many women adore. I know. And, none of those articles about consistency, […]

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Two Young Professionals

In the same vein as inside jokes, Jeremiah and I make use of several “inside phrases,” blips of language that seem insignificant to the unfamiliar ear but, between the two of us, host a powerhouse of memory and emotion. Two buckets on the same tree. A smart cookie. I’m eating a peach now. Dawhoo Grace-us. Working […]

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The Prayer of the Exhausted

Recently I’ve received some criticism for side-stepping the issue of my faith on this blog, for not utilizing Pie in the Sky as a platform to “proclaim the Gospel.” I’ve talked about marriage, girlhood dreams, and quoted the occasional Bible verse. But, no, I haven’t racked up Sunday school points with dissertations on weighty theological topics or devotionals […]

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End of Vacation

The end of such a perfect vacation. This morning: Sipping coffee in a Vermont mug. Wearing my 50 cent Stampede find. Mulling over two weeks spent exploring the beauties of my home state and the mysteries of my marriage with my dearest, dearest friend and husband of one whole daring year. Be proud! I’m off to work, […]

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Memories: Bagel Talk

Jeremiah and I are headed towards our one year anniversary. We hit eleven months on Saturday, June 23rd, and today marks two years since the “Bagel Talk,” when Jeremiah asked me if “you’d like to get to know one another?” and assured me that I was a level above his other “woman friends.” One of […]

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Mr. Blunt

A week ago I turned 22. Last night I realized I had jowls. Chubby cheeks have always dominated my face. I was born like an eskimo, and even as a preteen minnie, my cheeks were blow-fish full. Last night, however, indulging in a long examination of the mirror, I realized that my precious baby blubber […]

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Married Adventures

Jeremiah and I are always hocking up new plans and outlining new adventures. He’s a natural schemer; I’m a vagabond dreamer. He calculates the pros and cons of becoming something useful. Meanwhile, I simply occupy the aspiration to be something great. We live (love) together like a grandfatherly professor and his gypsy wife, the trusted and faithful […]

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