Category: Marriage

  • New Year, Big Goals

    I’m a little late to the blogging world but in case you haven’t heard, the holidays have come and gone.  I’m not going to repeat what everyone else has said about how they slowed down for the holidays and enjoyed special moments with their kids, because we did and it was wonderful and the older…

  • A Little Romance

    Over the past week my husband and I have snuck in a little more date nights than normal.  Some of that time spent with other couples, some just alone, some while we were all dressed up and some of it in our sweats.  It had been a few weeks since we really had time together…

  • October Chaos

    October is my second favorite month, following July.  It is full of traditions, fall excitement, our anniversary, Cora’s birthday, special Halloween outings and so much more but today, I’m glad it is the last day of this month.  It has been so full of things, all wonderful, that my cup has runneth over (all over…

  • Your Husband isn’t Your Trash

    On Monday, during a play date at the kids gym, I hastily picked up my kid and left in a hurry.  I was done, over it.  I called my husband on the way home and announced I was officially done with these mothers, foot down.  Fuck it.  Also, I proclaimed my love to him and…

  • Getting Comfortable

    I remember the days when writing was my crutch, my life support, and my way to make it through the day.  The words would pour out of my fingers and it was absolutely healing.  I really needed it in those days.  Soon days turned to weeks, then to months and now that has turned to years,…

  • Removing the Noise

    The husband and I just returned from 7 days in Aruba at an all-inclusive resort.  Some shake their heads at me for all-inclusive but to me it means I don’t pick up a damn thing in my room, I don’t worry about money, I don’t pay for anything, I can fall asleep in the middle…

  • A start to my day

    My work day starts with a 4:30am alarm. Pending the hubs alarm, it could be as early as 3:30am.  I stare at the alarm clock and will myself out of bed, always wondering why the hell the coffee can’t come to me. I return to bed with said coffee and stare at the morning news.  I…

  • These are the best days

    I remember when we were building our house, the day the carpet went in.  I was so excited to have carpet again as the place I had been living in was wall to wall wood floor, which gets old.  That night we went into the empty house, laid on the carpet, and watched Rebecca turn…