Being married is often like exercise. It can be invigorating, life affirming and so worth it, but sometimes it’s just a sweaty, I have to shower again, and my body feels like it’s dying, pain in the ass. Michael’s a great guy and I’m glad I’m married to him, but there are times I…
Pinterest is like cereal. It’s probably not good for me or the best use of my time, and it’s full of empty calories, but I don’t give a crap I’m eating the whole box. I love it. I told Michael it was a stress reliever, to which he said, “You must be really stressed.” Funny…
Marriage is a tough business. Anyone that says it’s not, that it’s easy, is either lying to you or to themselves. Two people, different interests, different families, backgrounds, hopes, ambitions that make it through the ridiculousness of dating to a proposal. A deal, they make a deal, to love only one person, think of that…
You know those scenes in some movies where they speed everything up and the sun rises and sets and the cars race by and the people look like little ants? The ones where they’re showing the passage of time? Sometimes I feel like I’m in one of those scenes. I try to slow it down…
I’ve been married 18 years as of last weekend. For some reason this year hit me. It just seems crazy that I’ve been married to the same man for 18 years. For a lot of people that seems perfectly normal. I mean after all you do get married to stay together forever, right? Apparently…
I hate to cook. I’m not sure if I hate it because I’m not good at it, or if I’m not good at because I hate it. Whatever the reason, I would rather clean a toilet bowl than make dinner. Fortunately for me I married a man that loves, that’s right LOVES, to cook and…