{in}Completely Ridiculous
“Sometimes,” he says as he’s backing out of the driveway, “I smell…” His pause is long enough that I consider his statement on its own. “Sometimes you smell?! Sometimes???” Baaaa-haaa-ha-ha-ha!… Read more »
Category: Mi Esposo Fabuloso
Thanks. In a snotty way.
YESTERDAY So we’re sitting around munching Thanksgiving food, being generally lazy and discussing the kidlets I am currently working with, right? (classroom, ages 6 & 7) And I’m explaining how,… Read more »
Pleasantly Difficult
We snuggle together, limbs lightly covered with a worn and tattered blanket, my cheek against his shoulder, his chin resting atop my head. Birds of a feather, snug in our… Read more »
Beating Meat
So he’s in the kitchen, right? (Now that he’s an old codger a grown-up, he is cooking. It’s a thing.) Today his grown-up cooking consists of Spaghetti With Meat Sauce…. Read more »