I didn’t really mean it. All I said was, “I wonder what your chin looks like now. We haven’t seen it in over ten years.” That should not translate into, “Please remove all of your facial hair, thereby obliging me to remove all of the lightbulbs in the bedroom and purchase a blindfold.” I would…
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Anatomically correct – an Olympic moment
My perspasive and succinct husband commented on seeing the spandex suits of the short-track mens’ speedskating teams, apropos of nothing at all, “Huh. They have nipples.” You’d think he’d know better than to voice such thoughts aloud. Immediately a small, parroting, screeching voice promptly picked up the chorus and leapt around the house screaming, “NIPPLES! NIPPLES! THEY HAVE NIPPLES!” The…
Mr. Romance
We are not one of the couples that go all-out for Valentine’s Day. There is no chocolate. We don’t go out to dinner. No presents, pink or and fluff of any sort. We’re just not that sort of people. Romance for us is a walk together or simply time spent talking. Those are the vitamins…
Marital Exchange of the Day
Me: Why does no one wake you at four a.m. and make you read stories in foreign languages? John: Huh? What did she want? Me: Tim le chat. John: Did you read it to her? Me: Yuh. John: Where’re your glasses? Me: Night-table. Read it with my eyes shut. Gonna teach you tomorrow.
Contagion
Blogging must be one of the fastest-spreading computer viruses out there. My husband has started a blog. I’m not really sure what his theme is (if any), but he seems to delight in putting into words the meanderings of his fascinating mind. He’s a lawyer by day, father, husband and ninja swash-buckler by night. At…
Raising the Bar Strength & Conditioning 