Category Archives: Marriage
Houseguests
I heard it again yesterday. The sound in the chimney that can only mean one thing. Swifts. We’ve had these houseguests before. Several times. A few years ago, I start hearing strange noises in the chimney. My husband is hard of hearing, but he doesn’t let that stop him from telling me I am nuts …
Decisions, Decisions
Years ago, I became friends with a co-worker whose life was very unlike my Ozzie and Harriet existence. Especially in the boyfriend arena. I had no boyfriend of record. Karen had a boyfriend with a record. And I don’t mean he was churning out hits like Ozzie’s son Ricky. No. He was an ex-con. Jeff …
Whizz-Bang
Today we cleaned, bagged, and froze twenty pounds of strawberries. We have strawberries and/or blueberries every morning. Healthy breakfasters, that’s us. So Hubby picked about thirty pounds of strawberries in the past week.(Five pounds already in the freezer; five pounds already through our digestive systems, so twenty pounds to fix today.) I love picking strawberries, …
Flea Marketing
This weekend my husband and I traveled to Brimfield Massachusetts to the huge Brimfield Antique Flea Market. Brimfield is held three times a year, and it’s always a crazy event. For more than 50 years, the nuttiest folks from all over the globe collect junk and come together to see if they can fleece the …
Not Having Children
Note: I wrote this essay fourteen years ago. This Mother’s Day, I find I am ready to share it. NOT HAVING CHILDREN I married when I was forty. It was amazing at that age how many people asked me if we were going to have children. No, I’d say, We’re not having children. What is …
They’re Practically Twins!
Considering how much I adored my father, it was astonishing to me that I fell in love with and married a man who was so different from my dad. Take Sports, for example. My father was a true sports fan. Football, basketball, baseball, golf. Though I am a horrible athlete, I know a lot about …
So Close, But Yet So Far
guess who?
Guilt-Gone Girl
Because I decided I would no longer drive in bad weather, I have essentially been a shut-in here in Connecticut for the last four weeks. And that means I did not get to the store to buy a Valentine’s Day card. I did have some chocolate-covered strawberries delivered, but I thought for sure I would …
Once Again, I’ve Hidden It
Oh, I’ve written a couple of times about how secretive I am. I am diabolical in the ways in which I hide things from my husband. (“Secret Agent” and “‘Where’s My Hat?’ Asked Waldo”) I was a meanie again this week. In the morning as I am leaving for work, my husband is making his …
O Christmas Pan!
Time for Christmas reruns…. Here’s my favorite Christmas story. To my husband’s chagrin, I tell it often. O CHRISTMAS PAN! I met my husband in November 1989. By Christmas we were pretty much living together. We weren’t kids – he was in his forties and I was thirty-eight. So we didn’t see much sense …
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