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Let’s crack this nut

Let’s crack this nut

I couldn’t resist.  Camille Paglia wrote a piece in the New York Times (June 25, 2010)  addressing the female ‘viagra’ pill that the FDA just rejected for market.  You can read the full essay here: http://www.nytimes.com/2010/06/27/opinion/27Paglia.html Paglia, forever the ironclad social provocateur, blasts middle class values as a potential culprit for female...

An outbreak of PDA (public displays of a...

An outbreak of PDA (public displays of anger)

I have been witness to some pretty ugly bouts of inter-couple anger these days. Not call-the-cops-someone-is-going-to-get-hurt stuff, luckily, but snippy, snappy, mean-spirited ickiness. I even have friends who update their Facebook status when they are fighting with their husbands. It makes me cringe, to be honest. I was audience to a particularly odd passive aggressive argument on the...

Where’s the handbook?

Where’s the handbook?

I’ve got detailed directions for how to best enjoy tampons, frozen edamame and cat litter but I got nothing for being married.  What gives? The Washington Post reports that a woman named Diane Sollee would like to remedy that discrepancy. (The Washington Post, Ellen McCarthy June 27, 2010)...

Getting my groove back

Getting my groove back

It’s not like I like being a homebody… So, when I was a young woman, I LOVED to go out.  Rock shows, clubs, parties, bars- I kept a busy social calendar.  The cool taste of excitement mixed with cigarettes, wine and appetizers fueled me on my nightly pursuits.  I would make friends and talk shop, shit and gossip. Throw in a couple of make-out sessions and I was good to...

And the winner is…

And the winner is…

When Jim and I first married, I kept a lot of tallies. I felt like I was doing a lot of work and if my new husband left a pair of dirty socks on the floor that I had to clean up, I felt like a put-upon Cinderella. Jim didn’t know it, but he and I were embroiled in a competition over who did the most around the apartment. I had an idea that I was doing so much more to keep the...

Thoughtful marriage

Thoughtful marriage

Inevitably, when you write about marriage on a continuous basis, you are going to begin to solidify your matrimony worldview.  When I got married four years ago, I wasn’t completely sure why I was doing it.  I spent time before the wedding reading up on the history of the institution and how it has progressed into the modern era.  When Peter and I exchanged our vows,  I still...

Give me some flowers!

Give me some flowers!

Can I get a 4th up in here? Today is our four year wedding anniversary.  And now I shall reflect… Four years ago today I was exhausted, sitting at the salon with my ladies.  As the hairdresser twiddled with my sister’s hair, she told us how she had been up all night with her daughter who was throwing up.  My friend Jessica and I shared a terrified look as we internally...

The OGs, back in the neighborhood!

The OGs, back in the neighborhood!

The OGs, back in the neighborhood!. This is wicked adorable and completely heartfelt! Enjoy!

My husband’s toothbrush is blue…

My husband’s toothbrush is blue…

Remember the movie, Green Card?  For some reason, I was obsessed with that flick when I was a kid.  Perhaps it was the brooding complexity of 1980′s film sensation, Andie MacDowell coupled with Gerard de Pardue’s gigantic face.  Or maybe it was just her character’s kick ass New York apartment.  Whatever the reason, I couldn’t get enough of their...

Who is my wittle pookie poo?

Who is my wittle pookie poo?

In my 20s, I always winced and felt slightly queasy whenever I heard couples call each other pet names in public. “Get a life!” I’d mutter to myself if I witnessed two love birds cooing to each other and calling one another Teddy Bear. I’m about to eat some humble pie. Now I’m in my late-30s and I am (gulp) one of those icky, treacley women who calls her spouse...

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