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My Weekends

I wish I took more pictures, but I either don't get out much or don't want to lug around a 5 lb camera. This kinda makes me sad. I'll get better when I have kids, promise. It's time for bed and he's already got the lights turned off and the alarm set. I love Saturdays of sleeping in, homemade breakfast, catch-up on TV episodes, couch cuddling etc... 

Fall is coming and I'm very excited for scarf season and the changing colors. Wait, I don't hear Mr Smith in bed. I hear his shaver going in the bathroom. Mr Smith loves facial hair, but he shaves for me, so he says. Maybe a little for church too. Shoot, that's the only time I wear a skirt and shave as well.

Life is still pretty simple here. I miss DC for the history, the possibilities and the beauty. I miss the DC temple terribly. But we like Winston-Salem. We knew DC was no longer the place for us, it's always nice to look back and know that we have good memories there. It's just not a place for a new couple who wants to save on bills and not stress over traffic & commuting. Winston-Salem will have part of our lives and then another place after that. Who knows where we'll end up, just trying to enjoy the ride! Which, can be difficult if we're too excited for the weekends to come. 

But oh man, do I love my weekends with Mr Smith.

The episodes we may or may not have watched today:

Once Upon a Time
Suits
Covert Affairs
White Collar

...what can I say...we love them all. 
TV is such an "in the moment" thing, I must admit. 
But while we have the time to relax, we'll take it.



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    1. Whoops! I accidentally deleted my post. Here's what it said...

      We love White Collar too. So much so, that Logan is convincing me that if we ever have another baby, the girl's name would be Elle and the boy's name Neal. And then maybe get a dog named Mozzie. ;)

      Come visit Raleigh and go to the temple here. I know it's not D.C. (which is my favorite one), but you guys could go do a session and then have dinner at our place afterwards. Seriously. Think about it. We would love to have you two!

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