I would eat frozen yogurt everyday.
When I lived in LA for school I'd drive 15 miles (or more?) each way just to get frozen yogurt at my favorite place in Pasadena. Sometimes with friends. Sometimes by myself.
I am a really slow driver.
I do my very best thinking while in the car. But the problem is I have no where to write down my ideas and so therefore, much of the thoughts go missing shortly after putting on the parking break.
The California DMV ran like a pillar of efficiency compared to the Maryland MVA.
That is not my personal secret, but I just had to get it off my chest.
When we were in Maryland, I wanted to have kids as soon as we got married.
Now that we're in a different city that crazy urge has died down. It seems like there is too much to see and do and live through for awhile.
This does cause me some concern that boredom appears to be the reason I wanted little ones.
I think recognizing this is a positive step.
So we're on the "let's re-evaluate how we feel in two years plan".
In two years, Paul could have already been deployed and back.
That's terrifying.
He is much braver than me.
I try to avoid conversations that involve the phrase "So, what do you do?"
Because I don't know how to describe my job in real life.
I feel like I spend way too much time legitimizing the internet and Blogland and handmade.
I wonder if I am just trying to legitimize it to myself?
Speaking of legit, Monday night we felt a pretty big earthquake.
During it, we just stared at each other in a state of bewilderment.
I'm pretty sure that is not the correct course of action during an earthquake.
I'm also pretty sure that if we had been fighting at the time, the earthquake would have put an end to it. Pretty hard to remember your point when the ground is shaking.
Unrelated, excessive clutter makes me nervous.
Less nervous than fast drivers, earthquakes and deployments.
But more nervous than almost everything else.
enJOY it 
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