Dating: Reservations at the super-fancy/can’t really afford/won’t like the food/you’ll figure out how to pay the credit card bill later/restaurant; roses; fancy chocolates dusted with things that shouldn’t be on chocolate Engaged: Jewelry, (bonus points if it’s heart-shaped); Elizabeth Barrett Browning or Khalil Gibran poetry books; flowers, but not roses; thoughtful cards with sappy messages and…
Tag: marriage
Tales From A Middle-Aged Marriage
I have a weak spot for sap and sloppy sentimentality, especially when it comes to music. I mean, truly. I get misty just thinking about Total Eclipse of the Heart. So you can imagine how fraught with emotion my middle-aged self was last week when John Legend’s All of Me came up on my son’s…
If It Takes 10,000 Hours to Become an Expert…
You know there’s that famous Malcolm Gladwell “it takes 10,000 hours to become an expert at something” thing? Well, here’s a partial list of things, which, by that criteria, I feel like I’m an expert in. Carrot peelingClosing doorsRight-side outing socksFlushing un-flushed toiletsPacking lunchesEmbarrassing myselfFinding ways to say “no”Avoiding making phone callsTrying to figure out…
My Life as a Sponge
We’ve all had shit days. We’ve all had days when it feels good to unload on someone else: a secret we’ve been carrying, a ball of anxiety knotting its way through our digestive tract, a fear, an embarrassment, a hazy memory of dancing on a table after that shot of tequila… If we’re lucky, we…