True story: this is our picnic table in our back yard.

my great aunt polly sent me an article from the new york times a few days ago that she thought i would enjoy reading. here is how she addressed the envelope:



in case my photography skills aren't as excellent as i think they are and you can't quite read that, it says "Sarah Stowell (Anderson) or whatever."

amazing.

Good bye, old desk...

I don't care how old I get; I will always be excited for snow.

Inter-office mail is fun.

Top Chef night calls for a super gourmet meal, no?

Hot.

Love.

Here is Hermione, who went from window to window in our apartment, gazing out at the snow.

Do you think I'll be this fascinated when we someday have human children?...

Pretty flowers from Mom :) (in the background, you can see my car, still covered in snow from the storm on Wednesday)

Police Officer Jim

...I swear I'll stop posting these soon.

Bridesmaid gifts (from back in May)

Very satisfactory Sunday evening.

My husband is ever so romantic :)

jim: i need a pam. you need to find me a pam, and bring her to me.



...challenge: accepted.