Category Archives: Marriage
Boy Stuff and Girl Stuff
Men and women both have lots of shit. But the shit we collect is very different. I have too many: Clothes (especially sweaters) Shoes – none of which are comfortable Makeup products, but I’m still searching for the right stuff Books Opinions All of these things are crucial, as I am sure you would agree, …
“Where’s my hat?” asked Waldo.
(Installment #2 for Heteronormative Week) While your kids are looking for Waldo, Waldo doesn’t seem to know how to look. Men can’t seem to find anything. They will holler (from another room, from another floor, and sometimes, by phone, from another state): “Where is: – the mail?” – the peanut butter?” – my watch?” – …
Hetero-normative Week: Fire
About six weeks ago, I posted an essay, “The Conspiracy” – a theory that men pass down from father to son the key to getting out of housework. Basically, just screw it up so bad that your wife will never ask you again. It was a relatively popular post, and I got quite a few appreciative …
Skin
I earned an honorable mention in a local art contest when I was twelve. And it infuriated me. I was in seventh grade, and one day in art class, I drew a picture of a Spanish senorita. It wasn’t original; I copied from a picture I saw in a magazine. It looked something like this: …
Isn’t It Romantic?
When I was a little girl, my mother had a ridiculous idea that she was delighted to share with me. Because I was such a princess, it was only fitting that I should marry a prince. Prince Charles, to be specific. He was two years older than I, and a perfect match in her mind. …
In My Genes
A quick self-confidence story: A few weeks back, my husband and I were having a philosophical discussion in the car. Conversations in the car are difficult – my husband is slightly deaf, and if you don’t talk right into his face, the hearing aids don’t necessarily pick it up. So car talk is loud. Which …
Just My Imagination
Every once in a while I wish I could think like a man. Because I’d really like to know what the heck my husband could possibly be thinking. So I decided to give it a try. Here’s an incident from a few years ago, told from what may be my husband’s point of view. I’ve …
Let Me Count The Ways
I laugh at my husband – a lot. This is because I find human behavior very funny, and I get to observe his behavior more than most other humans. Except myself of course. I watch myself obsessively… and I am a riot. My husband can be ridiculous and he can be annoying, both of which …
TMT = TMI
Too Much Togetherness = Too Much Information Several years ago, we built our dream home. Many people warned me that building a house is a dangerous test of a marriage. But to my delight (and surprise) my husband and I turned out to be terrific team. Together we bought a beautiful piece of property and …
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