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Play like a man.
Husband folds my underwear in perfectly neat little squares. Husband cooks me bacon on Sunday morning while I wait impatiently in the adjoining room because he knows that I cannot be trusted alone...
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On bulls and husbands
See that foot up there? Yeah, it’s resting on the recliner right now, exactly where it and it’s friend, Lefty, are not supposed to be. Where are they supposed to be? On the floor while I sweep...
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This is 29…
This man got older yesterday. Yes. This is what 29 looks like after a day of waffles, neighbor visiting, gun shooting, chokecherry boiling, horse saddling, campfire cooking, exploring with a 3 year...
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My husband is the only thing that makes me cool…
Well it’s been pretty quiet here at the ranch. The sun has been shining giving us some beautiful days to work with, but it gets up a little later and goes to bed a little earlier. Just like me during...
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Dear Husband…
Dear Husband, Good morning. As I write this I imagine you on your way to work in your red pickup, your warm cap pulled down over your ears, a little of your scruffy hair escaping out the sides. Or...
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Not so sparkly love.
There’s something about existing in nothing but white and brown for months on end that makes people around here head out to search for some color. Some of them book a flight to Jamaica for sandy...
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This text message brought to you by Winter.
And now, an afternoon text chat with Husband. Me-“I just fell off a ledge and into a snowbank in front of a thousand cars on Main Street.” Him-“Bwahhahaha” Him again-“I mean, omigosh are you ok?”...
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Winter’s a s**thead and then I had a flashback…
Somewhere in Montana… Well we made it back from our road trip, dropped our bags at the bottom of the stairs in our cozy and messy house and proceeded to be welcomed by a slap across the face we have...
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Between “I do” and “death parts us”
It all starts with the best of intentions. Most clean-up, housekeeping, get-some-shit-done-around-here tasks do. Unfortunately, most of my clean-up, housekeeping tasks also end with me questioning the...
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Sunday Column: My husband, the seamstress…
So I found this photo in the archives last week and I realized I never told you all about the red velvet pants. Yes. These red velvet pants. So here we are. Husband and I, celebrating our birthdays in...
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Dear Husband, I miss you.
Dear Husband, I Love You Forum Communications Dear Husband, I’m writing this at naptime because I have a moment and I’m worried when I try to say it I’ll get interrupted for a snack request or to...
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