Author: Gracie

Yesterday over 22,000 people marched in a massive funeral procession in front of Fort Benning, in honor of those lost as a result of the leadership of graduates of the SOA. I get email updates about the school and the protests that take place. These pictures were in...

I slept in, did some laundry, and turned on the radio. I tell you what, I looove michigan radio. ‘This American Life’ was on, and it was telling the story of Carlton Pearson. Wow. The show brought me to tears. You can listen to it (it’s really worth it)...

I guess I’ve had a nice couple of days since I last updated. The weather is verrry drippy though, and it makes me want to cuddle up warm with Jeff forever. However, morning after morning I find I must pry myself away from his royal warmness and slip out...

So today is my… wait for it… drumroll…. 4 MONTH ANNIVERSARY OF SMOKE-FREE LUNGAGE! WOOOHOO!
I must not rest on my laurels! I must maintain an attitude of gratitude! This addiction is a lurking prowler, waiting for the kill at every corner… BUT WILL I SURRENDER!?!? NEVEEEEEEEEERRRRRR!

So ya. If...

Sometimes I think I forget that I really love to be around people. I get so wrapped up with all the business and whatever other bullshit involved that I forget the whole reason we do these things. To enjoy each other.
I went to Lindsay’s blessing way today...

Jeff and I babysat for his brother’s kids yesterday through today. It was really fun, but I was surprised to find myself relieved to have a simpler life. Jeff and I have so much freedom in so many areas. We want to have kids someday, but I think this...

“Don’t you look dapper!”
Stephanie just called me hubs dapper. Dapper… I wonder what the official definition is. Let’s see, shall we?

dap‧per  /ˈdæp

What exactly does it mean when the defense secretary resigns in the middle of a war?

We might just survive this after all…… Continue Reading...

So that’s good and all. I feel good about my choices.

I got to thinking about the concept of favorites. It really doesn’t make much sense to me anymore. Obviously there is the need to relate a preference to others, the need to express a deep affection for something,...