Thirty years ago today, I married a guy named Paul. We’ve more than touched on every extreme (save our own deaths) in the wedding vows: sickness, health, richer, poorer, plus some other ones too. Physical loss. Challenges with employment. Financial chaos. Death of all of our parents. Disappointment around many a corner. We also have … More Ten Things I’ve Learned in 30 Years of Marriage
I like a good domestic drama/mystery from time to time. I’m not sure what this says about my recent taste in novels, but this month’s two selections are linked thematically by this retro cartoon: Maybe Freud would have something to say about my choosing two books in the same month with a film noir-type theme … More Foxy Bibliophile – July 2017
In fact, I have a theory. If the children were court-ordered to remain in the family home and the parents had to rotate in and out and back and forth, maybe more people would be willing to work at their marriages. … More Of Marriage and Independence
But as an extra precaution–and just in case the Bun Sisters didn’t work out, Boyfriend’s Father sent Boyfriend and Boyfriend’s Brother to Greece every summer to look for nice Greek girls to marry.
And that was when this chick’s eye began to wander… … More My Big Fat Greek Bun-Sisters