We had a cooking night and made all sorts of yummy stuff.

John made himself his famous 20-megaton thermonuclear chili with uranium-235 spice. I think he's secretly happy I don't eat meat anymore so he can make his food as melt-your-face-off-spicy as he wants. And he does.

Care to go for a spin?

I love this gorgeous bracita. Not only is Aubrey my sister, she's one of my best friends. She makes me laugh until I cry, she's free spirited, accepting and always optimistic. She has always had more artistic talent than I could ever dream of having, she lives in the moment and she's not afraid of anything. In short: she's a bona fide TREE HOTTIE.

I love you.

The nightmare has finally grown out.

HA! It's been a long trip, but it's over dearest bleached-to-the-max hair. I promise I'll treat you better from now on.

Two lovebirds.

So John and I haven't been out and about lately. Trying to save on the mula and all, we've been staying at home watching movies, cooking together, cuddling, reading, going for walks and more movies. There's nothing better than spending time with him.

Last night we watched The Blindness and Changeling. Both too disturbing for me but I'm sensitive like that. Oh and if you have to choose between watching Blindness or going blind by gouging your eyes out, choose the latter. Trust me.

I think I fell in love with John all over again this week. He's the most understanding, accepting and kind person I know. I'm so lucky he's my husband. Thanks for picking me, babolicio.

Advice from Elder Busche

Mr & Mrs.

One happy man and a beautiful bride. Thank you for letting me be a part of your beautiful wedding.

Nina, Mike, Moi, Derek, Mike.

This is how cool we are.

Listen, Hannah. I spared you the frog one. Unless you want my zillions of readers to see Mr. Toad gone Mrs. in the flesh. Lemme know.

My little cwoissant

Watch this video, it makes my day.

The Bag still has the BAG.

Ohhhh man. This show is rockin the pants off the house. We are obsessed.

Thimble is a funny word.

Me: Don't tell anyone I can't understand this dress pattern.

John: Don't you tell anyone I can!

John has almost finished this dress I started to make. He is a pro. One night I gave up on the "easy" dress pattern and sulked out of the room because I accidently sewed up the part where the zipper goes. 20 minutes later I walked in on a focused John fixing my mistake with a seam ripper and the rest is history. I love my prince charming.