(little Morgan is on the right)Friday, October 8, 2010
Get well soon!
(little Morgan is on the right)Sunday, October 3, 2010
Happy Birthday Mamma Llama!
It's my mom's birthday today! And though we can't be at home with her to celebrate, we are wishing a big happy birthday to her from out east. I love you, Mom. Thanks for always making life one big party. I want to be just like you when I grow up.
p.s.- i love you more than chocolate ice cream. which you know is saying a lot.
Monday, September 13, 2010
Home is wherever I'm with you
The truck is in Kansas City, the cars are being shipped this morning, and all that's left are my anesthesia books and an air mattress in South Pasadena. (and Joe's bottle of Tapatio that we don't have any hope of finishing unless we literally drink it for dinner)
Life in our little apartment right now is um, simple. We both hit our head on the kitchen light fixture about a dozen times each day, and it's getting a little tiring to keep eating off of plastic plates. But a move cross country certainly reminds us of how much we can live without.
One that I can't live without though, is that husband of mine. And just after we hit our head on the light fixture for the 13th time that day, we sing this little song to each other (to be funny, and to keep us sane) to remind us that it's all ok because at least we're together.
Dear friends, please pray for the rest of our move to go smoothly (thank you, Jesus, that it has gone relatively smoothly thus far) and for my big board exam on Wednesday. I think everyone I know west of the Mississippi will be glad when that one is over.
Very soon, the Bishops will (finally) be in the District.
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Sunday, September 5, 2010
One year ago today...
And I love him more every day.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Things we'll miss about LA #4

(clearly, much too much to capture in this silly little blog)

Tuesday, August 3, 2010
He had me at fried chicken.

The bride and the groom both attended Thousand
Oaks High School, but sparks didn't fly until they reconnected eight years later. She invited him to a UCLA football game, he bought her fried chicken for dinner, and they were engaged ten months later.
Almost a year later now, we're off on a new adventure to chase our dreams in "the District". Neither of us can read a map (thank you, GPS) and I get chilly when the temperature drops below 64 degrees, but we're just crazy enough to think we can do anything...together.


















