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A Tale Of A Mountain Man That Saved A Blogger

Once upon a time, there was a mountain man. We’ll call him Bonny. He met a girl at a mall (and snubbed her). We’ll call her Bessica. Eventually Bessica gave Bonny another chance and they went out on his boat. Shortly after that they became a couple and then decided to get married, for logisticalContinue Reading

Getting Smart In His Old Age

The other day the husband let me in on a little secret. He said after many years, he has finally figured me out. He believes that… When I call him and I start out with “hey” it means something is not going my way and he needs to play Captain Save-A-Mom. Or if I startContinue Reading

My Life Changed, For Logistical Reasons

It was either February or March. The date on the calendar is a blur but the details are not. We talked of health insurance, bills, and other important matters. We were still adjusting to life together in our new house in Sparks, Nevada. The subject of marriage came up. For “logistical” reasons. (No, I wasContinue Reading

Daddy’s In Charge

While I’m at Blissdom seeing whether or not my predictions come true for people, the husband will be at home with the kids. Well technically he has to work Thur/Fri so Nanny McPurse will have the kids during the day but he’s flying solo evenings and on the weekend. And if single parenting for 4Continue Reading

I’m Not a Thief

This one time…at the roller skating rink when I was a young kid I found a wallet with some cash. Instead of turning it in, my sister and I took the money and ran. That is the only time I remember stealing from a stranger.  I got caught and had to do a ton ofContinue Reading

He’s Going Bonkers

The prompt I chose for this week is “things I do that drives my husband crazy.” So I asked my husband to compile a list. His response: How long should I make it? There are a lot of things I can put on this list. My response: Very funny, Mister, just write a damn listContinue Reading

Don’t do this to your friends

Driving home from school one night last week I got a text from my husband “Don’t freak out, child is cleaning a big mess.”  “Okay” I respond, trying to figure out what happened but not brave enough to ask. I do some mental preparations as I continue my drive home telling myself that it willContinue Reading

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