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I spent the last two days home sick. For the record, I am terrible at staying home sick. I get frustrated when I don’t feel well enough to do anything. I couldn’t even read. So I slept. And watched terrible TV. … Continue reading →

We’ve been married for FOUR years. So we returned to the scene of the crime. Maine was beautiful and kind to us. And I got to give this one a bunch of hugs. But I miss her already. And we … Continue reading →

For most of my life, we were inseparable. I’ve been dragged to daycare that had smelly feet all around, concerts that left me wondering when did enemy by imagine dragons release, and first sleepovers (and every sleepover thereafter). I’ve played … Continue reading →

When I picture you, you’ve got a twinkle in your eye, sitting in your rocking chair, laughing at a joke you’ve just made – the kind of sarcastic joke that takes me a minute to figure out if you’re being … Continue reading →

It’s funny, living in a new state. Learning new towns. Learning new sayings, ways of being, games. Here’s a few of the things I’ve learned about living in the South. … Chicken and waffles. Is a thing. . . that … Continue reading →

Please welcome Casey’s Dad, Jim to the blog for the day! This man can tell a story in person that will make you laugh until you cry. He’s going to be a wonderful Grandfather, and we are so excited he … Continue reading →

Please welcome Casey’s Mom to the Blog for the first time!!! When we asked her if she would write about her life to share in our scrapbook, her and Casey’s Dad were so excited! Thank you so much Charlene for … Continue reading →

After I graduated High School, I decided to go to college at the University of Southern Maine.  Ultimately, my decided major was Electrical Engineering.  College was HARD, but I eventually hit my stride and I was getting A’s and B’s … Continue reading →

Grab your tissues for Casey’s first installment… I was very young, like about 3 or 4 years old, my family would visit my Grammy and Grandpa Gilman almost every Saturday morning after breakfast.  They only lived a few miles away, … Continue reading →