I started this post in late September of 2007, about a month before I was due to marry Poor Kyle. My sister was six months pregnant with a nephew I had never met—I had no idea how much I’d love … Continue reading
I have been thinking a lot about poverty lately. Some months ago, Poor Kyle and I took a leap of faith. Our leap, like that memorable portrayal in Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade, seemed like sheer lunacy at the … Continue reading
**Housekeeping: Somehow yesterday’s post was up all day with the wrong ending. I think it was fine in Google Reader, but if you read it here on the website and were a bit confused, I do apologise. It’s all sorted … Continue reading
I feel like any day that I don’t post real writing (as in the deep, profound stuff that best-seller books are made of {yeah right, as if I ever post that anyway}) is a cop out for my blog readers. … Continue reading
Where we last left off, I was a social recluse with a disinclination toward friends and relationships in general. Nothing is sadder than the girl who secretly longs for friends but cannot make any. But the girl without friends who … Continue reading
I am antisocial. By and large, people annoy me. This grand revelation, I suspect, will come as no surprise to you. When given the choice between going to a party where I will know a lot of people only vaguely, … Continue reading
Over the weekend, Poor Kyle and I took a huge leap of faith. Faith in each other, faith in ourselves, faith in the economy, and most terrifyingly, faith in God. We signed some papers that have the potential to put … Continue reading