After All These Years
My husband’s birthday was yesterday. Seventeen years ago, on his birthday, I gave him my phone number. Two days later – the anniversary of which is tomorrow – we spent… Read more »
Category: Mi Esposo Fabuloso
Igloo
‘Home’ can mean a great many things — it can be a place, a characteristic, an atmosphere, a person, a feeling, or any combination of the above. Or all of… Read more »
How My Husband Saved Halloween
OR: Setbacks, Sesame Street, and Small Sweetnesses I suppose I should begin by saying that Halloween isn’t really a thing for me. I don’t typically ‘celebrate’ it in any kind… Read more »
In which, my husband demonstrates his kinkiness. (Kinda.)
I’m propped against my pillows, reading Dorothy Sayers and generally adjusting to the fact that morning has arrived (rather sooner than I prefer) regardless that my willingness to arise (or… Read more »