I was feeling like I wanted to write something nice for Cory this morning, maybe a poem. But I'm not really a poet. So when I came across this madlib love poem generator I thought it was perfect. Here is the poem we (myself and the generator) created:My LoveYour skin glows like the banana, blossoms peaceful as the daffodil in the purest hope of ( Read more... )

After Saturday's shopping trip, Cory lost a pair of pants. New pants. We have no idea where they could have gone. So we speculate ( Read more... )

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