Today is my parents' 46th anniversary. Dad proposed to Mom [pause... trying to imagine them being lovey-dovey... nope, can't do it. :)] on Valentine's Day 1960, and a little over three weeks later they married.
Everybody say, "Awwwww..."
I tried the scrunch look with my hair last night. It didn't really work well. I think my hair is just too hopelessly straight.
Friday night, Andrea and I curled up on the couches in our jammies, watching Pride and Prejudice and Back to the Future III, and munched on a truly drool-worthy rack of ribs (though I could easily have taken care of that rack by myself, but it was fun to share ;) ). I actually fell asleep as soon as I shut my eyes that night. Last night was a little different, but that was because I did virtually nothing all day. I had no reason to be all that tired.
Alright, time to be getting ready for church. Over and out.
Later edit: Could you please pray that I might have some migraine relief soon? I've had a headache, if not everyday, pretty darn close, for about a month and a half. It's getting way old.