Do We Have To Put a Ring on It?

By |2013-10-07T11:34:57-04:00October 7th, 2013|Marriage|

Andy and I have stopped wearing our wedding rings. I'm not entirely sure when it happened, and I wasn't even really aware of it until we went on vacation with a few other couples, and I thoughtlessly tossed my ring in the hotel safe. You're not wearing your ring? Nah. I never want to take [...]

Metaphors get weirder after 2am.

By |2012-02-02T21:26:00-04:00February 2nd, 2012|Marriage, Mental Health|

I haven't been sleeping well the last few months, and it's driving Andy crazy, because when I can't sleep, I feel like he should also not want to sleep, so he can talk to me about stuff until he bores me enough that I pass out. Andy hates this idea, mostly because he has to [...]

A Photo Essay: I think I wanna marry you.

By |2017-06-14T15:15:24-04:00September 2nd, 2011|Marriage|

I recently received an email asking how Andy and I got engaged, and because I actually have engagement photos, and I finally figured out what button makes my scanner work and can stop screaming CRUCIO! at it and throwing it across the office, I thought, why not? Plus Andy is all, it's not magic if [...]

The Art of Mothering Things.

By |2017-06-14T15:16:19-04:00June 14th, 2011|Parenting|

This is the wrapper from the band aid that goes on mama's pee pee. Looking back, I think the highlight of my evening was when Wyatt came out of my bathroom, holding the stray wrapper from one of my maxi pads, and announcing his find to the dinner table. Whose guests included my 86 year [...]

To Gigi, With Love.

By |2017-06-14T15:16:43-04:00May 2nd, 2011|Parenting|

Lots of memories in my life are fuzzy. How I got the scar under my chin. The time I woke up in an RV outside a Bass Pro Shop. The George Clinton concert I went to in college. But, I distinctly remember pushing Gigi out. Maybe it was the lack of drugs or the post [...]

The cure for the down lows.

By |2017-06-14T15:17:30-04:00February 18th, 2011|Friendship, My Life|

Do you know how to braid? Should I whiten my teeth, like, pretend you are looking at me, and I look like myself, only with whiter teeth, how do I look? Can I paint my toes hot pink in the winter, or is that like white after Labor Day? Andy, seriously, can you tell I'm [...]

The gift Andy doesn’t know he already got me.

By |2017-06-14T15:17:59-04:00December 22nd, 2010|Parenting|

So, what are you getting me for Christmas? Gigi. Um no, I got you Gigi already, no re-gifting. Well, what are you getting me? Jude, Wyatt and a gift certificate to Best Buy. I thought we couldn't re-gift our kids to each other? I don't remember ever officially giving them to you, but they play [...]

That whole, being meant for eachother thing….

By |2017-06-14T15:19:19-04:00December 9th, 2010|Marriage|

Are you seriously watching a recorded replay of your video game battle from last night? Um, I'm sorry, aren't you the one who just spent 2 hours youtubing how to play a ukulele? Touche Andy, touche.  There are one hundred thousand other reasons, just like this, that are getting us on a plane today, for [...]

4am.

By |2017-06-14T15:19:57-04:00August 11th, 2010|Marriage, Travel|

In my experience, nothing extraordinary ever happens at 4am. When I was a teenager, it was sneaking back into my bedroom window before dawn, praying my mama wasn't waiting in my room threatening to send me to a convent where they don't allow push-up bras or wine coolers. In college, it meant drunk food at [...]

Ink

By |2017-06-14T15:21:28-04:00July 12th, 2010|Marriage|

I've talked about tattoos before. I have a love affair with tattoos. Not the obnoxious, in your face kind. The special ones. Reserved for the most precious of reasons. I'm not poetic about very many things, but there is something impossibly romantic about the thought of etching a memory permanently into your flesh. Which says [...]