1. Develop amnesia. Find some way to forget what he did. Or (again) didn’t do. Go without sleep or spin 50 times to reduce cognitive faculty. Stick a finger in the socket. 2. If biting your tongue hurts too much, pop some chocolate. Sure, every time. 3. Lie. Tell yourself he’s listening. The short-lived delusion… Read More Secrets to a Happy Marriage: For Women
Now, why’s the AC dying again? We just fixed it. Weird. Car’s sluggish, too. Mph: 70. 60. 50. 45. Ok. Gotta pull over. I run the hazard lights and crawl over two lanes to the shoulder – just in time. The Sienna gives out and it takes me a minute to realize the hood’s smoking.… Read More STRANDED
“There are no two words in the English language more harmful than Good Job,” intones Fletcher, the monomaniacal music instructor in the film Whiplash. Isn’t good, after all, the enemy of the best? Fletcher’s psychopathic devices sucked me right into the vortex of the questions I ask as my son’s teacher. How much do I… Read More A Tiger’s Pursuit: Mastery
Voices in my house can be loud lately. Or hushed. Both scare me. I like a happy medium. When my sister sits in the bathtub in the dark, she tells me she is reading. I am small, not stupid. No reading happens in the dark. And I sense pain coming off of her. At age… Read More Day of Magic
March 6 Mrs: (Exasperated by the A.D.D.) Mr: It’s been 11 yrs. Mrs: (Thinking no kidding.) Mr: You should be used to it by now. Mrs: *Disbelief* March 20 Mr: I realized you have your own love language. You love me by serving [not with words or gestures of affection]. When you make me food… Read More The Things You Lose in Marriage
8 Years Old: Boy: Mom, if I marry a girl and then don’t like her anymore can I switch? Mom: *shake head* No, that’s why you must choose very carefully. Boy: Oh. *looking disappointed* ++++++++++++++++++++++ Boy: Mom, when do people get married? Mom: You can marry in your teens but most people do it in… Read More Women, Money, and Barbarians
I was chopping vegetables for dinner, silent tears running down my face. I had just gotten off the phone with my sister. It was cancer. She was terrified and feeling alone, despite the love I tried to pour through the phone. All I could do was listen and witness her pain. Be a witness to… Read More Witness
Go on. Pinch me. You are so kidding me. The house is still but for the clicking of the keyboard. The men are on their first father-and-son overnighter in the mountains. I am home alone tonight. In case you don’t quite see it: over three years as a human milk bottle, I’ve also served up… Read More My First Time
Mr: So if I start blogging would you proof my posts and promote my site? Mrs: *Disbelief* You gotta build your own readership. Mr: Hey, being married to the Holistic Wayfarer must come with benefits. I provide the house you live in. Mrs: I gave you Tennyson. *Wild card never fails* Mr: I contributed half.… Read More Ruthless Blogger
Sorry. Have no photos, people. Mrs: If I die, you’ll marry someone nicer than me. But dumber. Mr: This is true. I’ve had enough of smart wives. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mr: (Caressing wife) Honey, can you…talk 20% less? Mrs: ????!!
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