I had planned to keep this for a tater tot post, but I couldn't wait any longer. In the last tater tot post, I had mentioned that our old patio furniture had collapsed practically on top of me. Then, in the rant section of that tater tot post, I talked about how expensive patio furniture… Continue reading Get Your Own Version of a Daybed
Category: Marriage
Adult Field Trip- Third Ward Neighborhood Milwaukee, Wisconsin
Last month, I mentioned that I wanted to go on more adult field trips. My friend Elizabeth wrote a few months ago about friends who came to visit the area where her husband and she now live in Arizona. The friends had basically planned some places to visit while they were in the area. The… Continue reading Adult Field Trip- Third Ward Neighborhood Milwaukee, Wisconsin
September 23rd
I told a friend last week that I will enter menopause on September 23rd, and she was astonished because she thought I was already there, and I was like, oh no, no, no, that's all the bullshit building up to it. The appetizers served before the meal. The preview watched before the movie. The calm… Continue reading September 23rd
14
Today is our 14th wedding anniversary; it's not really a "monumental" anniversary, but any anniversary you can celebrate is monumental and I think now more than ever, we realize this. We've been together almost 18 years this October, but dating is always the easier part of the relationship, so those years almost don't count, do… Continue reading 14
100 Things I Love
I loved writing this post in 2018 for a variety of reasons, the most important of which is that having a list of things you enjoy in one place is quite convenient. I've referred to this list (which is still in my phone notes) several times over the last two years. First published November 30,… Continue reading 100 Things I Love
I’m In Therapy
I feel so Seinfeld, so Mad About You, so oh I don't know, Diane Keaton movie about living in New York City and having a mysterious and very interesting life, right now. Remember when going to therapy meant you were rich? Or lived in the big city? Or were a nut job? It doesn't anymore.… Continue reading I’m In Therapy