Friday Letters

IMG_0097Dear Josh, despite our (ok- I didn’t really do that much, so your) best efforts the guest bathroom is still in shambles. Best of luck next time! Dear Sam, your infatuation with me (i.e. touching me, following me, licking me) is sometimes cute and sometimes unproductive- like when you sit in my desk chair. Dear Parenthood, I’m embarrassed (or proud) to admit that I’m almost caught up to your real time episodes. I love the Bravermans so much, and can’t even think about what life will be like when the show ends. Dear Unbroken, You’re reminding me that reading for fun is fun and teaching me a lot of things I never knew about WW2. Dear JRB, we’re playing Settlers of Catan tonight which means our marriage will probably take some hits. We should probably pray before.

Hope you all have a great weekend! Any big plans? Josh is working, and I’m attending OKB’s first birthday party. It’s pumpkin theme, so be jealous. 


Friday Letters


Dear Josh, we have watched last year’s Iron Bowl and an Auburn documentary all in the last week. War eagle to that. Dear ALS Ice Bucket Challenge, I tried and tried not to become a part, but I finally gave in. I’m thankful that Miller help me out by drinking some of the water. Dear back pain, my mixture of yoga, Advil, and massage is finally starting to get rid of you. Be gone. Dear pups of ours, just this week you’ve drunk my ALS challenge water, scared our mailman to death, visited two sets of neighbors, licked our landlord an embarrassing amount, and eaten shrimp tails. Ya’ll are so weird. Dear JRB, you’ve shown me compassion with my back pain and grace through my perfectionism. I don’t deserve you. 


I’ve been having a good bit of lower back and neck pain here recently. I’m thinking it’s a combination of my increase in running (which I completely cut out this week) and sitting in front of a computer. These videos have helped so so much. Above you can see Sam demonstrating child’s pose. He’s a good yoga dog. 

Friday Letters: A Farewell to Lagrange

Dear Lagrange, 

We’ll be leaving you soon- as in one week from today. As you’d expect, I have a whopping ZERO boxes packed, which means it’ll be a long week. My last week. There are many things I’ve loved about living here and few things I haven’t really loved, but I know, without a shadow of a doubt, that JRB and I are 100 percent thankful for the two years we’ve had here. 

When we first moved, we were newlyweds, recent graduates, and fairly clueless. We made about $3 each, but had very expensive taste. (Ok, maybe that was just me.) You grew us in innumerable ways and have strengthened our marriage at one of its most important stages- the first stage. 

Our first six months here, I pretty much hated it. I didn’t know anyone and had already eaten at every restaurant. Although that time was a trying one, JRB and I were forced to grow as a couple. We made friends together, took care of our sick dog Miller together, Googled and found a church together, and even got plugged into that church. 

Slowly your people became our people. In the past two years, we’ve vacationed with friends from here, prayed for and with friends from here, and been blessed (financially, spiritually, and physically) by friends from here. I know that the Lord placed us here on purpose because of the meaningful relationships we’ve made. 

I’ll miss the Caprese flatbread from Mare Sol, the french fries from Cart Barn, and everything about Taste of Lemon. I’ll miss First Baptist Church on the Square and meetings in Tom Farr’s (Top 10 Most Interesting and Most Intelligent Person I’ve Ever Met) office. I’ll miss our college students and the infamous Settlers group each Wednesday night. I’ll miss Bunco- even though no strategy is involved so I only went for the conversations. I’ll miss the house we bought and transformed into our first home where we hosted our first Friendsgiving and Family Christmas- even though we’re still paying the mortgage until someone buys it. (Any takers???) I’ll miss getting ANYWHERE I need to be in less than 15 minutes. I’ll miss getting hugs and kisses from all the sweet babies, a lot of which aren’t actually babies anymore. Our dogs will miss our backdoor neighbor, Mr. Fred, who gave them Milk Bones every day. (The good news is that we’re fairly certain that Sam will shed some pounds.)

We’ll miss this place- this place that I made fun of and looked down on until it completely captivated me and introduced me to some of the best kind of people. Lagrange has the kind of people who bring you dinner when they know you’ve had a hard week, help you pack and move twice in two years, house sit and dog sit while you’re out of town, encourage you through job searches, take you in like you’re their own children, feed you the BEST home cooking there is, offer a place to stay the night when your air conditioning is broken, and generously give of themselves, their possessions, and their time. 

We’re so thankful for our time here, but more importantly the people that filled the time. See you later, Lagrange!


The Biermans




Dear Josh, yesterday you allowed Sam to break the rules by hopping on the couch to cuddle because I was having a bad day. You get me. Dear Bear in a Hammock, comfort is key, right? Dear Sam and Miller, you’ve proven that best friends should fit in each other’s nook. Dear Courage, you’re an easy thing to talk about, but a hard thing to act with. Dear Husband, this week you became friends with a cat for the first time ever. Miracles do exist.

Letters Edition


Dear JRB (or should I say JDB?), remember that time you fake changed your middle name? I’m so proud of your deception. Dear Sleepy Self, in the last two nights you’ve dreamed you were pregnant riding a scooter from Montgomery to Lagrange and that your mom was the Queen of England. Maybe it’s time to stop watching so much television. Dear Sam and Miller, tomorrow you will experience Piedmont Park and the dog park for the first time. Please don’t embarrass me too badly. Dear Chocolate Banana Layer Cream Cake, you  are everything that is right (and wrong) in this world. Dear Josh, please don’t kill me for posting this picture of you from our date last night. Trust me, you look handsome, and everyone needs to see.

Letters Edition


Dear JRB, this week you did the math and found out on average, I take 10 pictures per day. You take 1 every 5 days. I’m not sure who’s winning. Dear Mindy Kaling, I’ve been binge reading your book and want to be your best friend. Adopt me? Dear Mother Nature, take your meds, lady. Don’t you know it’s March? Dear Home State of Alabama, I am so proud of the newest legislation regarding abortion. It’s not perfect, but it’s a huge step in the right direction. Dear Sam and Miller, you guys are so easy to control when food is in the equation. #suckas Dear Yoshi, in two days we may have spent 7 hours out from under the electric blanket. Best. Gift. EVER.

Letters Edition


Dear Joshua Ryan Bierman, this morning you texted me to tell me Miller drank out of the toilet. I can guarantee that will be the least surprising thing I hear today. Dear BodyAttack, I’m coming for you this evening, and I’m fairly certain you’ll win. Dear Hosea, we just began studying you, but I can already tell you’re going to be AWESOME. Who knew you, Joshua, and Jesus all mean the same thing- salvation? Dear Allegiant, I have mixed emotions about finishing you- the story is so good, but I don’t want it to end. Dear Whole30 Green Monster Smoothie, you light up my breakfast. Thank you for actually being tasty. Dear JRB, I can’t wait to assemble our new bed with the headboard you made. You’re a regular ol’ Ron Swanson- except better!

What good books are you reading? I am finishing Allegiant and have Bread & Wine on the way!

Recipe for Whole30 Compliant Green Monster Smoothie


1 handful (about 1.5 cups) of spinach

1 handful of kale

1 medium banana

1 Tbsp. of almond butter (we use Justin’s)

Coconut milk (amount depends on how thick or thin you want you smoothie)


Put all of your ingredients into your blender, and mix until blended well. Optional: Add ice to chill and thicken the smoothie. I ALWAYS add ice.