
The Ceiling Fan-iversary: Musings on a decade of marriage
Around our first anniversary, I remember joking about how relieved I was to discover that I actually liked being married to Mr. …
Around our first anniversary, I remember joking about how relieved I was to discover that I actually liked being married to Mr. …
It was a week before Christmas and I was making dinner with the 1994 version of Little Women playing in the background. I watch …
Mr. T, fist held aloft over an open palm: “Which one do you really want?” Me, hands mirroring his: “Both.” T: “Well, …
What follows is a rendition of an actual conversation this morning. Numbers have been fabricated to protect the innocent. Mr. T: “Okay, …
Stopped in the left turning lane, I cuddled a pup on my chest, kissing the top of his tiny fluffy head. The young …
“Aren’t you happy that I’m happy you’re home?” “Oh yeah. I’m happy,” Mr. T deadpans, without looking away from his computer screen. …
Yesterday’s tragic events in Paris and Beirut have weighed heavily on my heart. So today, heading off to a favorite annual event–the …
I was ecstatic for a moment. I thought I had won the Christmas tree wager!! (The one where I bet the Christmas tree …
We used to visit them in the Blue Mountains outside of Walla Walla, Washington. Summer vacations where my mom would ship my …
I was rinsing shampoo when Mr. T came into the bathroom, looking pleased as punch. I glanced at him and he pointed …