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My Husband Secures His Spot In Heaven

Today is my wedding anniversary. Twenty-two years ago – (to the disbelief of my family who had given up all hope) – and to my own surprise as well – I walked down the aisle of a pretty church and married a sweet crazy person. And I am still surprised (and happy and thankful and …

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My Man

The day after the wedding I attended in St. Lucia, we were literally knee-deep in mud (at the volcano) when the bride started a sentence with “My husband….”  She stopped mid-sentence and said, “That sounds weird.” If she thought it was weird in her mid-twenties, think about how weird it was for me – marrying …

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Jealousy

I’m jealous of my husband. Not jealous OVER my husband. Although I guess I would if he had a girlfriend. I guess. Maybe I would. I definitely would. Eventually. And I’m not jealous because he’s a MAN. No, I never wanted to be a man. As Elaine Benes said, “I don’t know how you guys …

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The Perils of a Long Marriage

A while ago, I started to recognize the symptoms that I have been married a long time. I am beginning to sound like my husband. Like when I said to the salesman at the kitchen shop, “I might be tempted to buy this skillet if you could give me a ten percent discount.” Uh-oh, I …

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I Solve Life’s Neurological Mystery

I’m sure by now everyone realizes that my husband does not read my blog. I love him very much, but I also love the freedom to laugh at his craziness, or wonder about his mysteries. This is a mystery blog. My husband is not neat. Mostly because he has an impenetrable belief that he should save …

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Multi-Tasking

Most evenings, I watch TV with my laptop on my lap (which is why it is so named). TV is better if you don’t pay too much attention. So I write my blog, read other people’s blogs, converse on Facebook, and play Words With Friends and Spider Solitaire. Usually all at the same time. Most …

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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 …

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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 …

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