June 29, 2011

 Continue steadfastly in prayer,
being watchful in it with thanksgiving. 
At the same time, pray also for us,
that God may open to us a door for the word,
to declare the mystery of Christ…
that I may make it clear, which is how I ought to speak…
 making the best use of the time.
Let your speech always be gracious,
seasoned with salt,
so that you may know
how you ought to answer each person.
~ Colossians 4:2-6

J + G

June 5, 2009

We’re going to tie the knot!

Photos by Becca Blevins –

85 and sunny.

April 7, 2008

Back from the beach.

Angie and me

A little bit tan.

Bridget and me

A little more relaxed.

A little bit wishing that I had a hammock to sit in.

xo, me

Hello world! (Or, hi mom!)

December 28, 2007

One time, I thought I was maybe cool enough to have a blog. “You have lots of stuff in your head that can be kind of funny occasionally,” I thought. Or at least my mom thinks so. I mean, when I have a rough day, where I feel awkward and socially inept, who do I call? My mom. Who do I call after I Cliff Claven (1) all over the boy that tries to talk to me about the book I am reading at the coffee shop? My mom. Who do I want to share the goofy thing I did to the cat in the driveway (2)? My mom. At least she makes me feel like I am smart and funny. I mean, let’s be honest. She is probably the only one that is going to read this anyway. Thanks for laughing with me mom.

XO, me


(1) To Cliff Claven all over someone means to be so shocked that the attractive person talking to you is actually talking TO YOU, that you can’t get intelligent, clever, or possibly any words out. It might sound something like, “Uh, a, yeah, um, uh huh.”

(2) It is kind of lame when you point your blue cane at the jerk of a cat lounging about in the driveway and say “Byoom, byoom!” at it when you are alone.