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Nancy Roman

Tag Archives: Marriage

I’m Younger Than That Now

When I first decided to get healthy – exercising more and eating right – my husband was a bit perturbed. He wasn’t too happy about how much time I spent at the gym, and he was even less enthused about the amount of snacks in the pantry. “You trying to be forty is going to make me …

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Let’s Put It In Context

Okay, I confessed to a few tiny little imperfections in my wifely role (“Bad Wife“). Which reminds me of the only joke my very serious mother-in-law ever told me: Several months into a very happy honeymoon, one morning the husband says to his wife,  “Honey, I love you so much. But now that we have …

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Bad Wife

When I was a little girl, I lived in a pretty crowded house. Mom and Dad, two sisters, one brother, and Grandma – all in a two bedroom apartment, in a two-family house with my cousins downstairs. Privacy was rare. Sooner or later (I think when my brother doing his math homework in his crib), Dad …

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He Scores!

Everyone likes lists. The Top 100 Books Of All Time, The 20 Worst Breakfast Foods, Ten Biggest Bugs of North America, The Six Stupidest Politicians…(maybe that was sixty). And you know who REALLY likes lists? iVillage. I signed up for emails from iVillage several years ago. At the time, I thought that I would get …

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Kissing Frogs

My husband is a sweet eccentric. From reading my blog, you would certainly see the eccentric side – because it’s so much fun to write about. But he’s also quirky enough that some folks have asked me why in the world I was drawn to him in the first place. (as opposed to running for …

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Edward Scissorfeet

I love blogging.  There is no better way to complain. It’s therapeutic. This is the second time in six months that I found this when I went up after breakfast to make the bed: This is the foot of the bed. On my husband’s side. Despite the evidence, I am not married to this guy: …

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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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Marital Harmony

As I’ve previously complained  mentioned, my husband and I do not share the same taste in music. I love James Taylor. He loves The Beach Boys. Mention classical music, and I think Debussy. He thinks Gene Autry. Sexy mood?  I’m all Marvin Gaye; he’s Elvis. We go to a wedding, and I’m hoping for “Mony …

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When Training Backfires

When it comes to understanding women, my husband is a slow learner. For instance: He doesn’t ‘get’ hair. When we first met, more than twenty years ago, he actually thought that women liked their hair. He believed all that ‘crowning glory’ crap. He thought waist-length hair was pretty on every woman. He thought women didn’t …

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A Quickie

So we were scrolling through the channel guide a few nights ago, looking in vain for something to watch in the 7,684 channel choices. Around channel 309, my husband says, “Wait, go back.” And of course I knew what he meant. Sex and The City 2. “You know,”  I said, “Just because the word ‘sex’ …

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