Posts tagged with: My Husband
Our House »
This past fall, Jeremy and I built a 24×24 garage. Yup. From the ground up. That included taking out a couple of trees (One by ourselves and the other we brought in professionals). We did everything ourselves except for the concrete foundation and slab and the door installation. Once the garage was up we could finally get rid of the ugly little red shed that was rotting and contained mice nests and tons of spider egg sacks.
I have lots pictures and such, but with finishing up my masters, actually building the garage, shooting weddings with the lovely Mandy Sroka and then the holidays, I just haven’t had a chance to get them up. Jeremy has put up some updates on his website, lots of photos in his gallery, and the complete story including comments from the peanut gallery can be viewed here at the garage journal.
Jeremy also put together some really awesome videos read on! »
Ramblings »
This past weekend the counter on my camera rolled over, meaning that I have taken over 10000 photos with my camera since I got it, about a year ago on September 27th, 2008. (Of course, Jeremy stole my camera occasionally. )
My camera hit 10,000 photos while shooting Mark and Lindsay’s wedding with Mandy!
My Lenses »
This week’s theme is at the beach, and by far, this is the most memorable photo that I have from a beach. This was taken at Ocean City, Maryland, by my husband, Jeremy, three years ago, minus a day. (Today is our two year wedding anniversary!) In case you didn’t know, I said yes!!!
Our House »

So four months ago, on Friday, March 13th, 2009, Jeremy and I sat in a little conference room with a basket of pens and another of little candies in front of us. Trent was sitting across from us as he and Jeremy were munching on some fresh chocolate chip cookies, while I sipped some tea. There was another guy there. We made small talk as we waited for a fifth guy, Sean who was scuttling in and out of the conference room with various papers. Occaisionally he would put four of five copies of a paper in front of Jeremy and I, and we would sign them. Sometimes he would hand something to the other guy or to Trent. We asked a few questions, but had already sorted most of the stuff out, so there weren’t really any questions left. Sean finally comes back and says ‘that’s it, you can go now.’
My Life »
At work the other day we were sharing engagement and wedding stories around the lunch table. This inspired me to do a few things. One, I went to my jeweler and got my rings cleaned and polished! Boy, do they shine. I have the best jeweler ever, family owned, wonderful people, Berman’s Jewelers. Second, I wanted to share my engagement story with you, my faithful listener, the Internet. (By the way, you can read Jeremy’s side of the story is here).
My Life, Ramblings »
Unconditional love is hard to find. I believe that in a marriage, we get to experience as close to unconditional love as humanly possible.
Next to that, family.
Fortunately, I have been blessed with a great husband . . .
My Life »
On Thursday, July 3rd, Jeremy and decided to head over to Patapsco State Park to scout out a good pavilion to have the semi-annual Kremann family birthday party. We had planned on riding into the park, but Jeremy’s bike tire had sprung a leak from a faulty spoke puncturing the tube while riding home from work, so we drove to the Avalon-Glen Artney area.
My Life, Ramblings »
whatever this world can give to me
It’s you, you’re all I see
Ooo, you make me live now honey
Ooo, you make me live
You’re the best friend
that I ever had
I’ve been with you such a long time
You’re my sunshine
And I want you to know
That my feelings are true
I really love you
You’re my best friend
Ooo, you make me live
I’ve been wandering round
But I still come back to you
In rain or shine
You’ve stood by me girl
I’m happy, happy at home
You’re my best friend.
You’re the first one
When things turn out bad
You know I’ll never be lonely
You’re my only one
And I love
The things that you do
You’re my best friend
Ooo, you make me live.
I’m happy, happy at home
You’re my best friend
You’re my best friend
Ooo, you make me live
You, you’re my best friend.
~ Queen








