On Friday Dick had to attend his first (and hopefully last) Boy Scout Jamboral. Since the Boy Scouts have even more regulations and permits than merit badges, Dick and his boys were going to catch a ride with someone authorized to transport scouts, but the plan was for me to drop them off at the [...]
First, I want to declare to all and sundry that I would NOT stand by my man if he didn’t deserve it. But I have every confidence that he always will. He is pretty fantastic, in a super-nerdy (working up to the cool-er geeky) sort of way. We’re celebrating 10 years next week! Also my [...]
I know almost to the minute when the word divorce stopped being a concept and became a possibility, a reality, a real thing in real life that could be devastating. Oh, not for me. Dick and I fought like pole cats the first couple months of our marriage, ten years ago. We fought about the [...]
So, Dick works for a company that is in the top 10 of conservative companies in the entire world. He loves his job. Even though he has to wear a suit everyday and shine his shoes and be interviewed as to his personal righteousness every two years. He actually says he doesn’t notice his tie [...]
I feel a bit awkward writing on this topic as I’ve been quite delinquent in posting the past couple months (to your great sorrow, I’m sure). But I heard such a disturbing thing a couple days ago that I cannot remain silent — surprising as it may (not) be that I feel rather strongly about [...]
Incredibly, all is not roses-blooming-beneath-our-feet, all-the-time here in Zion. Last night, Grandpa Dick thumped Sally on the head after she, in her cheetah-spotted footy pajamas, bit him on the leg. She was promptly put in time-out, and apologizes and (silent) recriminations flew. She deserved the thumping: almost-7 is old enough to not bite, and swatting [...]
I was laughing by the time I finished this last email, so I thought I’d preserve it for posterity (hey, regardless of what else happens, we already have three of those). Dick: Do you want to hold a garage sale this Saturday to try to sell our furniture that way? Jane: we’d get even less [...]