The thoughts and experiences of a working woman and wife.
From the category archives:
A few years ago, I found out my parents slept in separate beds. I was devastated. I interrogated my parents about their relationship to make sure everything was okay. After hearing from my mom and dad that they were NOT headed toward divorce, I relaxed. The reason for the separate beds: snoring. My dad snores [...]
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In 2007, hubby and I tied the knot, and I changed my status from single to married. Since hubby and I are on the fence about having kids, we’ve yet to change our status to proud parents. I don’t have as much in common with my Mommy friends, but that’s okay…I still love them!! Differences [...]
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“I miss the friend you used to be,” I say to myself. I used to be a great friend. (At least I tried to be.) I hung out, kept plans, talked on the phone, and opened my home and life to my friends. Whatever they needed, I was there. A listening ear – got it. [...]
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In August of 2007, hubby and I went camping. Now, this was nothing new to me. In fact, growing up, my friends and I spent a lot of time in the woods. Camping is what we did. So, it only seemed fitting that I’d take my hubby (who was my boyfriend at the time) camping [...]
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This wife don’t cook – not because I can’t … but because I don’t. When hubby and I got married, I actually envisioned having dinner with my husband every night. The little wife coming home after work, whipping up something good for dinner, sitting down at the dinner table with my husband, talking about our [...]
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When friends of ours announced that they were having a baby, my hubby was the first to know. I came home from work to hear: “J and A are having a baby.” “Oh yeah!” I exclaimed. Immediately, I started shooting the questions at him: Is it a boy or a girl? When is she due? [...]
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When I was young, any time I needed to find something I would look for about .2 seconds and then yell, “Mom! I can’t find it.” She’d come to the part of the house where I was, walk over to it (it was usually right in front of my face), pick it up and hand [...]
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So, every Sunday morning (well, most Sundays) hubby and I get up and to go church. The alarm goes off at 7:30, and I am up and getting into the shower. For me, time is of the essence. I know we need to leave at 8:25 to be there at 9. That way, we are [...]
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