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First up, let’s just get this out of the way. Behold, Nathan’s beard. Is it just me or is it looking better and better? This weekend we even cleaned up the neck region a bit. I’ve decided I kind of like it looking a little accidental and unmanicured. I’ve been trying to think about what to [...] Here’s what’s been going on at our house. This is the face he makes when he's working. While I was in Texas, Nathan decided to grow a beard. He had thought it would be nothing more than a good laugh and I’d demand he shave it right when I got home. What he didn’t anticipate was [...] It's like the rental car company wanted people to know that I'm not from around these parts… Scratch the surface and I think you’ll find one commonality between all big-city folk: a hatred of driving. I grew up in the Deep South, where we drove from our bedrooms to our bathrooms–and even then we’d only [...] The Green Scheme usually focuses on household products but this eco-flaunter is so egregious that I’m giving them a fail anyway. And believe me, it pains me to do this. Growing up in the South, you’re pretty much weaned off the bottle straight onto Chick-Fil-A. The vast majority of West Coasters have never tried it so [...] Several years ago Nathan tried to get me to watch this show called Battlestar Galactica. I laughed so hard I almost fell out of my chair and then flat out refused. Here’s what I was picturing:
I could not be less of a sci-fi fan. In fact, I have on occasion [...] |
 Alison Presley lives in San Francisco with her husband Nathan Bransford. She's locked in an unhealthy relationship with her work-in-progress (a novel). And so far this year she has wasted six months of her life on a college-level Statistics class and eaten more frozen pizza than she cares to admit. 
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