1. I can Only Imagine, by Mercy Me. Tyler Evick sang it my mom’s funeral. She had requested this even before she was sick.

2. When Daddy Let me Drive, by Alan Jackson. It makes me think of my Daddy of course. Jeff and I played this on the Jukebox at The Speakeasy one night and a sibling moment.

1. Wizard of Oz: How could you not like that movie? Steve and I are planning on doing the Pink Floyd thing where you sync the movie up with The Wall ( Read more... )

1. Frankenstein, by Mary Shelley: It’s probably the only book to date that I’ve read multiple times. Yes, it’s supposed to be a horror book (my favorite genre) but it has a deeper meaning that I won’t bore you with ( Read more... )

1. Pasta. I don’t cook much, but when I do, it’s usually pasta. I usually eat it with marinara sauce, but love alfredo too. I like pasta with sauteed veggies too. Mmmmm ( Read more... )

1. Yellow Springs, Ohio: I didn’t grow up there, but I call it home. If I did ever entertain the idea of moving back to Ohio, it would only be to live in YS ( Read more... )

1. A child, just not sure on the husband ( Read more... )

1. Dying before I get to retire and enjoy my golden years ( Read more... )

9 Loves ( Read more... )

I saw that hiswifetheirmom was doing this and it looked interesting ( Read more... )