When it comes to eating, I always save a special bite of food for very last. I'm one of those eaters that samples everything on my plate first, and then I prioritize each sampling according to it's tastiness, mixing together the perfect forkful of food to save for...
If Jeff wakes up before I do in the mornings, I wake up to the sound of water boiling in our teakettle downstairs. It’s not for Jeff’s French press. It’s for my cup of tea, which will be waiting for me on the kitchen counter in my favorite mug from World Market. A...
Jeff has a thing for boat shoes. They're like clouds on his feet, he says. When he bought the green pair below, he was just beside himself that he found a pair of shoes that combined his two shoe loves - Sperrys and Vans. And when he saw this adorable yellow pair...
Question: Should I be concerned that I've seen every episode of Friends like ten times? For me, Friends is one of those guilty pleasures that just never gets old. When I have the rare opportunity to embrace my inner-homebody, I'll pop in my favorite seasons, tuck...
Jeff's favorite breakfast dish to make me is mini-pancakes. He calls them Erin-sized pancakes, because I have this particular *thing* for mini pancakes... It's not anything weird, but I just think that mini-pancakes are way better than regular sized pancakes in...
Heather is basically my favorite. This blonde bombshell of a woman interned with us last summer and is now a permanent part of the team here at The Youngrens. While much of her work is remote, she spends plenty of quality time cozying up to Jeff and me here in the...
I woke up with a horrible case of the Cranky Pants on Monday morning. And like most Cranky-Pants syndromes, it was for absolutely no reason. Jeff and I have learned to communicate in very special ways and we’ve figured out that when I wake up a little *eh-hem*...
It’s the only time that I've ever swore in front of my mother-in-law – at least I’m pretty sure it was. It all took place last summer, after a really crazy month of shooting and traveling. Of stressing out about the messy house. Of laundry. Of album designs. Of...
I feel like I’ve been talking a lot about dreams lately, but to be honest, that’s just kinda where I am. I’m in the middle of forcing myself to dream BIG. And it scares me to death. Dreaming big is scary and painful and thrilling all at the same time. I don’t...
His hand reached across the center console and covered mine. As he wrapped his fingers between my thumb and index finger and slowed to a stop at the red light, my chest tightened into a million lumps. I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t think that big. There was just so...
Does anyone remember when Jeff and I were late to our very own dinner party? That was at our house? With guests we invited? Well folks, I think I’ve officially topped that one. I was actually late to my husband’s birthday party a few weeks ago and I was the one...
She hasn't made an appearance on the bloggy blog in quite some time. In fact, she would rather hide under the bed and quiver all day than show her face to strangers. She is completely normal around Jeff and me, but is afraid of anybody else. Only a lucky few have...