Navigating life as a (second)wife, (step)mom, and (frazzled)bear with inappropriate laughter and near-perfect hindsight.
I will price shop for actual months before pulling the trigger on just about any purchase, big or small. My husband, on the other hand, is a different story. His story starts with “Once upon a time OH MY GOD ENOUGH WITH THE PRICE SHOPPING JUST BUY IT ALREADY!!!!”
Kids are a bit of a relational buzzkill. No, it's fine. We can all admit it.
And then, there he was, a different non-local colleague but one whose voice I recognized from our weekly team calls. I’d never actually met him and, if I’m being honest, I mostly zoned out when he spoke during our meetings. Yet, the moment we shook hands, lightning went down my spine. What in the actual eff??
I suppose in every divorce there’s a moment that can be pinpointed as the moment of “the turn”. An argument that led to a lean that led to the end of a relationship. A change in religion that led to heated discussions that led to distance that led to separation. Traumatic events that caused a … Continue reading The Car that Launched a Thousand Tiffs
My husband just did his favorite thing - even more of his favorite because it involved my usual post vacation funk. And by funk, I mean, after months and months of planning vacations, I tend to come home and have a meltdown. I pretend I'm not going to. I try not to. I tell myself … Continue reading Reentry
This isn’t a love story. Don’t get me wrong, I’m madly in love with Rich. He's my best friend and husband. Well, best friend that I also sleep with. We all know there are levels of best friends. You know who you are, other best friends. I still have no idea how I scored this … Continue reading Table for Four