There was alot of crying in my family growing up. Not because we were all abused or sad- just because we had alot of feelings. Specifically, there were tears when we were feeling really happy, scared, angry, sad, touched, ashamed, sentimental, and insane (thus the patented Feemster laugh-cry). The other day Leah called me to … Continue reading
Category Archives: Family
Spaghetti Face
Dear Party-goers- I think I partied a little too hard last night. Alex accidentally forgot that I love to eat trash, so he thought nothing of putting out an entire bag full of spaghetti on the back porch. While you were talking about love, I was gorging myself on the classic Italian dish, complete with garlic bread. … Continue reading
Repost: Eat it, Materialism
(originally posted November 28, 2005) Currently learning: I don’t need all this stuff I have Today I have been terribly frustrated by things. I carried THREE bags to school today for my various activities throughout the day and things are just getting so awkard. For example, I can never get my purse off when I … Continue reading
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2011: A Year in Review
Hello friends and family- If you were breathlessly checking your mailbox every day for a Christmas letter from Alex and Beth, you can breathe now. Here it is….in all its glory. Don’t get me wrong. I love sending people mail but I just bought replacement ink for our printer after months of us talking about … Continue reading
You Can Depends on Me
My family is notorious for playing pranks. Okay, when I say family, I mean, father. I leaped into my bed until I was…..(Doesn’t matter. All that matters now is that our mattresses are sitting directly on the floor.) Moving on, I jumped into my bed so that the serial killers hiding under it wouldn’t grab my ankles … Continue reading
None In The Oven
Since all of you only read this blog to find out why there is a picture of Alex in a hospital bed or to find out if I am pregnant, I thought I would write a little ditty on why only one of those two things could be true. This blog might be controversial. I’m not … Continue reading
Mud ‘tween my fingers and grass in my teeth
I had a new life experience this week- a mud run. Abilene style, of course, which means that the touted “obstacles” were wooden balance beams, a gigantic air slide, hurdles taken from a high school, and dragging a tire across the ground. But I would expect nothing less, because those things are on the Top … Continue reading
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