I'm embarrassed to admit that I hurled a radish at M the other week. We were having a...discussion...and I felt he wasn't hearing me. I'd been slicing radishes from our CSA box for a salad and out of frustration I picked one up and threw it at him.Well, not exactly at him. Toward him. It hit the . . .
Today is our anniversary. Actually, it's our anniversaries. Plural. We've been and also are celebrating this wedding anniversary How can this be?After 37 years apart, we remarried in 2009. On the same date, at the same time as we married in 1972. 3:00 p.m. Eastern time.No, we didn't . . .
This is what love should feel likedecades later.In the early 1980s an older friend told methat her heart still skipped a beatwhen she saw her husband,20 years and four kids later.I remembered it all these years,aspired to itand finallyhave it. . . .
A good marriage is the union of two forgivers. -Roth GrahamIn a good marriage, our partnersshow us the places we need to grow.That is, if we're lucky.And if we listen.It's a service, really.Even when it doesn't seem that way.It's done from love.And listening is key.Forgiveness enters into it when . . .
Ok, THIS would be a proposal. Messy... but so creatively romantic. . . .
Back in the day, every girl's mom wanted her to marry a doctor or a lawyer. Ok, maybe not every mom, but many.Their idea of a more practical prince in the Sleeping Beauty fable was a professional who could assure lifetime financial security. To children of the Great Depression, that was . . .
This is for the man who makes me laugh every day. And who made all my dreams come true.Today, we celebrate our first and our 38th wedding anniversary. And if you don't think that's a weird-ass, strange feeling...and that there aren't times that I look over, see him, and think to myself, What is HE . . .
"Hey!" hubby said just now, as he eyed up the blankets, sheets and comforter that were all on my side of the bed. "You took my covers!""Why is it me? Why couldn't you have done this?" I asked, plaintively."You would've made a good defense attorney," hubby said to me. After he picked himself off the . . .
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FLH sent me this, yesterday. And he's right.I'm always crabby if I'm seriously sleep-deprived, and between being sick and all the things going on, I've hand insufficient rest. (But I'm still never going to think Twitter is an intelligent use of time.)The big stuff is that FLH arrives TOMORROW! I'm . . .