Posts Tagged: theboy

Surviving a weekend.

I am gluten-intolerant. At least my body is. I still remember what breads taste like, and more than occassionally crave what I know will make my life miserable. This last weekend, TheBoy and I got to take some time away from the kidlets. His mom offered to watch them for the weekend, so we booked

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Date Night

As I’ve said, I am fortunate to live with my in-laws. First, we get along. I’m not making this up simply because they can read this blog. It’s the truth. They welcomed me into their arms when I was their son’s first girlfriend and have never been anything but wonderful. Anyhow, the advantage of living

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Valentine’s Day Past.

I’m not very big on Valentine’s Day. Sure, when I was a kid it meant special treats and Valentine’s from my friends… but as I grew up, I admit I soured on it. Not because I didn’t have a Valentine (though through high school I never did have one), but because it seemed like forced

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A Walk Too Far

TheBoy offered to take the boys for a walk. I put them in their pants, shoes and jackets and waved goodbye. I started to clean, and then… I got a phone call. Don’tpanicdon’tpanicdon’tpanic, I reminded myself as I answered with a drawn out hello. “I might have bitten off more than I can chew,” he

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Migraine City.

I get migraines. My mom gets them, too. The night before my wedding? I was curled up in a teeny ball because I had one, and right now I’m stuck in my bed with one. I’m sitting here with low light (a candle) and the brightness on the laptop cranked down. I just wanted to

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It’s Tuesday already?

You know, nothing makes me laugh more than comment spam. Seriously! Sometimes it’s the typos, sometimes it’s that it was obviously translated from Russian to some other language and then English. But mostly, it’s that my blog has plenty of posts that these comments might apply to- but not on the post it was submitted

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