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Nancy Roman

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The Dishwashing Experience

The phenomenon of “Dishpan Diarrhea” really seemed to strike a chord with many readers. (which I’ll admit is a strange metaphor, but who’s to say that diarrhea is not melodic?) But I digress. Since so many of you could relate to dish-washing avoidance, I figured I could milk the idea expound on the subject for one …

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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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Secret Agent

I am a hoarder of confidential information. You may think I don’t have many secrets – after all, I have shared my colonoscopy with you. And you’ve read about my bad boyfriends, my bad haircuts, my bad habits, my bad career choices. And you’ve met every member of my family, past and present – who …

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Practically Perfect

When last we met (well, almost every time we’ve met), I discussed a few of my husband’s little quirks. It’s probably my laziest subject – there’s not much challenge here. He has so many quirks and I watch him – and them – incessantly. But fair is fair, so I figured I should now reveal …

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Inherited Quirks

My mother-in-law raised her boy with a few of her little quirks. I think I have mentioned before (maybe five or six times) that he never throws anything away. When he gets a new J.C. Whitney catalog, he puts it right besides the seventeen old ones. When I gently (but perhaps not in my inside …

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My Day Off

You know what’s almost as much fun as doing what you love to do? Doing what your spouse loves to do. Just kidding. Doing what my husband likes to do is usually awful. But once in a while I feel like I should. It’s not like it was part of my marriage vows or anything. …

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Entertainment Tonight

Heaven forbid I should ever criticize anyone’s taste. Different things appeal to different people, and who am I to say one preference is better than another? Except. My husband’s taste in TV. Now that I spend all evening with my laptop writing my blog or designing outfits on Polyvore (and I have a 10th place …

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I Love Him. I Love Him Not.

Recently on a friend’s blog, I commented about romance. To those people still hoping to find everlasting love I gave this advice: “Don’t expect perfection. After many years of marriage, I still love my husband very much – but NOT EVERY MINUTE.” Friday was our twenty-first wedding anniversary. And even on that special, happy day, …

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Formal Invitation

This weekend my husband and I attended a dinner party. The occasion was the 91st birthday of my husband’s Aunt Clara. It was just a family party, but it was special too. We dressed up – in new clothes, thanks to our weight loss. (I love shopping for little clothes.) Clara had said she didn’t …

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Driving Me Crazy

I love to go for a drive. But I don’t love being the driver. I like being the passenger. (In the front seat of course. I’m not that crazy about throwing up.) I like when my husband drives and I can: – File my nails – Check my email – Write a blog in my …

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