#24

Quoting my husband while watching a[n ESPN] Sportscenter segment on the World Baseball Classic:

"Bet our defense would be a heck of a lot better if Derek Jeter wasn't our starting shortstop."

Ha!  Love Jas :)

#23

Fact: I do not like colds.

In a selfish moment, one always found in the middle of throes and woes of a cold, from time to time I find myself thinking, "If given the chance to choose between finding a cure for the common cold and a cure for cancer I think I might have to go with the common cold."

Then again, I have never had cancer.

#22

I love everything about these pictures.

My good friend Brendo at Alki Beach in West Seattle.

This one leaves me speechless.

My sexy husband and I holding hands (bummer about his heat rash on his thumb, though... 'tis from the gloves he wears while heaving boxes at UPS).

My sexy husband practicing his best MLB pitcher move, this time at Golden Gardens (in the Ballard neighborhood of Seattle).

#21

OSCAR SPOILER ALERT.

I am beyond thrilled that Slumdog Millionaire won best picture (among the numerous other awards).  Such a great movie.  I don't really have words... just see it.  Amazing film.

#20

I'll be blunt:

The existence of dark chocolate and the gift of multiple orgasms has convinced me that God really loves women.

I serve a pretty great God.

#19

My pastor rules.

Reason #1: Sex is a spiritual discipline.

Reason #2: He was on DL Hughley's CNN show this weekend and was forthright with the gospel while being kind, compassionate, and genuine.  I'm honored to be a member of Mars Hill Church .

#18

Poop.  So funny and yet so horribly not funny all at once.

This was our bathroom this morning.

Yeah, all that brown is liquefied raw sewage.  Poo spewed on the walls.  Lovely.

Laugh?  Cry?  Maybe a bit of both. Bring it.