Whirlwind

The title pretty much sums up our lives at the moment.  One really big freaking whirlwind.  We can now count down our remaining weekends before we depart on one hand, have less than a month left of work and exactly 33 days until we pledge our lives to each other. ...

From a Dog’s View……

Mom and Dad don’t allow me crawl up and get my muddy paws on the keyboard, but I’ve got them distracted this afternoon so I’m writing up a quick post. The nausea was going to be the death of me, and Mom had surely noticed that. She scoured for more...