My husband is the polar opposite of me. He is extremely conservative, introverted and carefully measures every syllable that passes through his lips, as though the gravity of each word was worth its weight in gold. One of the reasons I fell in love with him was for these exact qualities- I think I yearned for a partner who would possess all that I did not, and would be an almost calming force for … [Read more...]
What a phone call taught me about my marriage
Although I live in NYC, going into Manhattan each day via express bus or via the Bridge ala Working Girl- is not something I relish, especially during the oh so crowded month of March. Sure Sarah Jessica Parker made running the streets of Manhattan in six inch stilettos look glamorous, but the reality of it--I'm guessing- Ms. Parker has got some JACKED UP feet. I spent the better part of … [Read more...]
3 Things This Wife Wants her Husband To Do
After 18 years of marriage I am past the point of needing highly stylized dates at four star restaurants and baubles the size of small countries. Of course that is not to say that I don't love good food and jewelry- rather it is that my husband needn't make reservations at a five star white-gloved Sushi eatery to keep me content. After all this time waking up and seeing the very same hands give … [Read more...]
Men don’t worry and why women could learn a thing or two from them
I worry about everything. I am a worrier. I think in worrying I believe I am asserting some power over the the outcome of the issue I am worrying about. Or perhaps in worrying I believe I can have some power over that which I feel powerless, as if the actual act of worrying is in some way keeping what I am worried about in check- and letting the gds of fate know I deserve the outcome I desire … [Read more...]
Watching my husband give our son a hug-makes me fall in love with him all over again
I'll be honest when my kids ask me to pinpoint the first time they crawled, the first word they said, or any of their firsts I struggle to try and remember and I have *been known* to fudge the truth about my memory of their early years because well to be blunt...IT SUCKED. I remember nothing. I feel like their infancies are these huge periods of time where everything felt fuzzy. I was a miserable … [Read more...]
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