My husband as I've "mentioned before" is not much of a night owl-- he needs to be in bed with the covers tucked under his chin by 8 pm.. okay wait sometimes, if he's feeling particularly adventurous he'll prop his eyes open with toothpicks for me and feign interest in whatever I'm talking about so that he can tell me the next morning-- see I did stay up and talk to you. Cause you know I'm always … [Read more...]
No I didn’t marry my sugar daddy…
I really feel the need to clarify the title of this blog- as I've been "notified" that it insinuates that I'm a gold digger. Let me just make one thing clear-- if I was TRULY a gold digger- when I met my husband who... unlike the other physicians I had dated (um by the time I got married was likely half the staff at NYC's St. Luke's Roosevelt and Mt. Sinai)- he was NEVER one to wear his M.D. … [Read more...]
Before you judge me as a money grubbing whore
Yes I know the title might make me sound slightly vile. I mean, really what self-respecting women in her thirties would actually ADMIT to marrying a sugar daddy? Unless of course I was just jockeying for a slot on an upcoming Dr. Phil segment where he pits sugar daddy marrying hos versus those who married for love, plain and simple love. But anyone who has married knows there are so many factors … [Read more...]