I was scolded once by a professor for ending a presentation with the four honest words, “That’s all I have.” And I think this speaks something to my silence here over the past (eep) month or so. I’m imagining myself trailing you down the hallway repeating, “Well, what was I supposed to say?” It’s not […]
Well, things are starting to get weird around here. Last night I dreamed that my husband killed someone . . . for their Lowe’s gift card. If there are stages of DIY lunacy, this is definitely one of them. Specifically, in my DIY-overdose-induced nightmare, my almost pacifist (in real life) husband plotted an elaborate assault […]
Well. The HVAC folks determined that we needed to replace our gas line and alter our bathroom plumbing. HAD WE BEEN INFORMED ten weeks ago when the project began, this would have been simpler. But now we wait. (Do we do anything else?) Gas people showed up, said there’s no problemo, turned on our gas, […]
I’m the one with the spec sheets. I’m the one who thought of this project in the first place. I’m the one who lost sleep wondering, “Pine or cedar?” and, “How will I know if it’s been responsibly harvested?” I’m the one stockpiling paint chips and stain samples. I memorized the item number! He hasn’t […]
Dear Josh, You and I celebrated two years of married life this week. I know you know this, but I have to say it like you don’t for everyone else. I was just going to say, There’s no one I’d rather teeter on the edge of poverty with than you, honey, and leave it at […]
Wait for the magic to happen. This is apparently one of my new favorite phrases. It applies to innumerable situations. Bedtime. Coffee brewing time. Post-workout why in the name of goodness did I think that was a good idea time. I may have uttered it yesterday when we dumped gasoline on a log full of ants and […]
Tomorrow I’m 24. I feel a crisis coming on. Josh turns 25 this year; his quarter-life crisis led him to buy a Jeep. I accept partial responsibility. When his 1990 Toyota Corolla (“Gilbert,” as in Anne) died earlier this year, I said, “Well, if you want a car that’ll last more than five years, maybe you should consider that it might be […]
It started with a crazy idea and $150. And an application and an interview at the Humane Society and a small array of things that squeaked (but not for long). Parenthood was ours. All seemed to be progressing normally, except that she wanted to eat the whole world. Including, for a time, me. But we were […]
My husband is amazingly confident. He walks like he knows where he wants to go and how to get there. And without tripping. When he questions himself, it’s a crisis. When I question myself, it’s Tuesday. If you ever should see the two of us together, this will become abundantly clear. He’ll be standing there, shoulders […]
Update: if you’re tired of hearing about sick people, you can just skip this post and take thirty seconds to watch my healthy, 5’11”, 17-year-old brother dunk. — My husband and I have embarked on an intense weight loss program to jump start the New Year. It’s called the stomach flu. I suppose I was unspecific […]
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