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March Taught Me

  1. Cilantro and coriander come from the same plant.
  2. The Godfather is the longest freaking movie ever. But so good.
  3. Pizza crust dipped in honey is divine.
  4. I am a machine when it comes to lunchtime productivity. Four crucial errands in one hour – BAM.
  5. Yoga is not just stretching, people. It can be hardcore if you have the right instructors.
  6. The pastor of my church is leaving to pursue missions work in Ethiopia. I’m thankful for his obedience to the Lord, but so sad to see him go.
  7. Sunshine and movie days with my mom are the perfect way to close out the week.
  8. I did not win $640 million dollars this weekend.
  9. So far, the Harry Potter movies are better than I thought they’d be.
  10. I can’t wait for the Downtown Farmers Market to open this Saturday.
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March Taught Me

  1. Bananas taste a million times better sprinkled with cinnamon.
  2. March Madness loses *some* of its luster when your team gets knocked out and/or your bracket belongs in the garbage.
  3. I will forego the Kroger Plus Card extra 10 cents off each gallon of gas if it means I have to stand in the cold even two seconds longer.
  4. Giving up chocolate for Lent hasn’t been nearly as difficult as I thought it would be.
  5. I’m just now realizing that I used to have short hair. I recently saw a picture from four years ago, and my hair was short. How did I not know this??!
  6. My dentist’s office has the best magazines, and I always hope there is a long wait so I can read without interruption.
  7. Only seven of the President’s names are monosyllabic: Bush, Ford, Taft, Polk, Hayes, Grant, and…. now I can’t think of it….Bonus points if you can.
  8. I suppose I must accept that my favorite peanut butter, Cinnamon Raisin Swirl by Peanut Butter & Co., is no longer sold in local supermarkets. I’m taking it kind of hard.
  9. My camera needs approximately one hour and 55 minutes to charge.
  10. It can take over two hours for a party of ten to be seated at The Tavern in Nashville on a Saturday night even if they have reservations. Doesn’t make sense to me, either.
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