“I never know what I think about something until I read what I’ve written on it.” – William Faulkner
You know what I was not meant to have? Control. Self-, others-, situational-, political-, government-, project-, subordinate-. None of it. I am involuntarily exerting control over my words, even as I type them. I used to be able to write freely, flowingly, honestly, carelessly. Not in an “I-don’t-care-about-others” kind of…
>Chris is right. At the first mention of a “wedding,” the price goes up 200%. When it’s just a “party,” there is room to negotiate.…
>Some people have been asking about all the phases of the proposal, so I thought I would provide a “guide” here in the blog so…
>Today, I got myself a beautiful new wedding dress! I’d tell you all about it, but then I could not surprise Chris with it! Suffice…
>I’m not really wigging out, but yesterday, mid-day, when I was about to set out on the search for a wedding dress alone, I got…

I’m Christi, and I have been writing, well, since I learned to write as a little girl. I learned in my 40’s that writing saves lives and sanity, and that is exactly why I am still here.