I’ve been with Martin for nearly 20 years now, so excuse me for my shock when last night, he goes … he goes, “Why do you have to turn our bedroom into an ice box?”Continue reading
Question #140: Have you ever let someone win an argument even if you knew you were right? If so, who?
I’m not going to name names here. But … have you ever been married? Because that’s one of the secrets to staying married.Continue reading
I call this one “Caught Communicating.”
Martin and I kicked out the kids so we could sit on the couch — he with a hot caramel apple spice, me with rum and Coke (!) — and talk about our day, and plan ahead, uninterrupted for at least 15 minutes. An old habit of ours that we resuscitated earlier this year as all the shit swirling around us started making dents in our relationship.Continue reading
Once again, this guy appeared out of nowhere to scrape my windshield, and once again, I participated in some sassy catcalling that may have alluded to him removing his outer layers. But this time, he flung open my door, leaned in to my face, and said something that puts him squarely on Santa‘s naughty list.
It‘s that time of year when Jack Frost wants to disrupt my morning routine, but then THIS guy shows up with piping hot coffee and forces me into the car with the seat warmer kicked on so he can scrape the windows quickly and get me on my way. I kept motioning for him to take his shirt off, too, but obviously, he ignored me. Maybe next time! A great way to start the day … fingers crossed this continues when it REALLY starts to snow!
I call this photo “Waiting for Word.”
I told Martin that our washing machine is broke. He asked me a dozen questions.
Finally, I said, “You know? Now that I think about it, I have never touched a washing machine in my life. You better go check it out yourself.” Continue reading
Me: “Martin, smile for my webcam photo.”
Martin: “I’m working on this quiz.”
Me: “You look so handsome when you’re studying.”
Martin: “Don’t you have an essay due in a few hours? Stop procrastinating.”
Me: “Heyyyyyy there, college student! Say cheese!”
Today marks our 16th wedding anniversary. I say it every year, how it doesn’t seem possible that so much time has passed since that remarkable spring day, but that’s a truth that will never change, even if we do over the years.
This man is a machine. The past week has been intense. Driving here and there. Cleaning. Carrying boxes. Moving furniture. Painting. Repairing. Handling all the finances and endless paperwork. Digging out clothes and shoes and whatever else the rest of us need to get thru our day. Continue reading
Another German class. Another coffee delivery. Another message.