You know when you start doing something and at first it feels strange, but then you grow to love it? You look around and wonder if you’re the only weirdo doing this? You even feel guilty for liking it so much, but can’t seem to stop. Here’s how my new guilty pleasure went down this week…
It’s happened. My husband Randy now works from home. And I’m glad, truly. He deserves an easier life, having spent the past thirty-five years zooming around the globe on business trips. But now he’s here a lot–everyday. And it’s not bad. It’s just…well, different. In fact, here are the pros and cons for having […]
PUBLISHED IN THE HUFFINGTON POST, FEBRUARY 10, 2017 I came upon my wedding picture recently, taken June 7th, 1980. My husband Randy and I were 23 years old. We knew nothing much except we loved each other. But looking at this young bride, I gave her kudos for one thing. She knew how to select a mate. To […]
No, I’m not talking race, religion, or politics. But I am talking about a difference so pervasive, so challenging, so disturbing that at times we’ve wondered if our relationship could stand it. Randy’s a pack rat. I’m a purger. While my husband has never met a piece of junk mail he doesn’t like, I patrol […]
