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My Husband Drives Me Crazy

My Husband Drives Me Crazy V

12.13.2009

Though I try very hard not to judge my husband’s fathering*, sometimes it can be damn near impossible. I do realize, of course, that I’m not a perfect parent. Hardly. I’m just more perfect, most of the time. For example, I would never have thought mowing the lawn in flip flops while wearing my second [...]

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My Husband Drives Me Crazy IV

06.04.2009

My husband is the single least selfish person I know. He is ridiculously generous and thoughtful to everyone he knows. It’s actually quite unbelievable. Except, when it comes to ice cream. Where frozen confection is concerned, he’s one selfish mother fucker. Let’s begin with the box: Rather than soften ice cream on the counter like [...]

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My Husband Drives Me Crazy III

08.26.2008

Dear wench spewing out directions from inside my husband’s dashboard, What the hell did I ever do to you? What made you think that the night after a funeral and burial, one day after a ten plus hour drive to get there, we’d feel like trekking through the scenic route of rural Connecticut? Because we [...]

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My husband drives me crazy II

08.05.2008

I’m sure every couple battles over the remote control. Every pair of roommates or families living under the same roof, for that matter…it’s inevitable. Here, it’s not so much the issue of control, but rather technique. Since I am usually glued to the computer blogging once the kids are tucked into bed, Jeff mostly gets [...]

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Attention, Walmart Shoppers

08.02.2008

As Lily approached her first birthday, we were struggling to make our mortgage payments and the reality of being a stay home mom was quickly becoming an impossibility. Our house was filled with tension as the days went by and our credit card debt climbed. I perused the help wanted ads with tears in my [...]

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Men are from Mars

07.27.2008

Jeff and I were discussing how different the big kids are with the two of us (innocent angels for him and raging terrors for me.) Since he’s been traveling so much for work, he’s really taken the role of good time dad. On the weekends, he’s the one who takes them to the zoo, to [...]

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Happy Birthday, Scary Mommy

06.30.2008

**This post is guest-authored by Scary Mommy’s oft-maligned, sometimes misunderstood hubby, Grateful Daddy “The man who thinks his wife, his baby, his house, his horse, his dog, and himself severely unequalled, is almost sure to be a good-humored person.” —Oliver Wendell Homes I am a person of great want. Unfortunately, this malady, which ranges from [...]

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Convenience Store Cuisine

06.15.2008

I’ve mentioned my husband’s taste in food a few times here (he doesn’t have much, in case you missed those posts.) When I look at his childhood though, I really can’t blame him. His mom hasn’t cooked since 1985 (a New Year’s resolution that she stuck to) and his Grandmother cooked most of the meals [...]

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Honey, I’ll cook tonight. Really.

05.23.2008

Jeff did 3 loads of laundry last night. And he folded it and put it away. I was out for dinner at a friend’s house with the kids and came home to this news, which he shared with me 2 seconds after I walked through the door. His face beamed with pride, displaying the same [...]

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