The Perfect Wife
The invitation to my husband’s company Christmas party could not have arrived at a better time.
The invitation to my husband’s company Christmas party could not have arrived at a better time.
My husband and I battled for the first time over a sandwich. This argument happened over twenty years ago, and I still haven’t quite forgiven
I haven’t been camping in over a decade. Wanna know why? Because I hate it. I fucking hate it. I guess I didn’t always find
The first time I kissed Mr. Foxy, I immediately knew he was “the one.” Surreal and glittery and heart stopping, the moment our lips touched,
“Bacon is my favorite long food!” At age three, my son gifted me one of my proudest mommy moments: My child could properly categorize food,
I’ve been seeing all these beautiful pictures of my friends and their spouses on Facebook in the “Love Your Spouse Challenge,” a seven-day challenge designed
“If I could loan you my eyes, you would see how perfect he is.” My grandma declared this any time someone would dare insult my grandpa.
Although we don’t talk every day, I think about you constantly. An inside joke here, a shared sorrow there—I love these reminders of you, and
Sometimes out of nowhere, a song latches on to your brain, slithers through the gyri, and won’t leave until you stick an icepick in your ear. Actually,
Listen up, men. We women are hard-working, exhausted, and possibly a bit cranky from our daily demands. Oftentimes, we’re not feeling in the least bit
The clutter in my house seems to reproduce at an exponential rate. (I blame my husband and children.) In an effort to curtail the clutter
Apparently my post on what women really think about blowjobs offended some people. People of the penis-toting variety. It seems there are a lot of men
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