“Honey, could you make me popcorn this time?” I asked without looking up from my crochet project one night last week… “I don’t know where the popper is,” he claimed, but I knew Francis often feigned ignorance to get out of doing things…
“Honey, could you make me popcorn this time?” I asked without looking up from my crochet project one night last week… “I don’t know where the popper is,” he claimed, but I knew Francis often feigned ignorance to get out of doing things…
For my husband and I, there is one event that launches us into a passive-aggressive battle of wills like no other. It happens infrequently, but when it does, it causes palpable tension that leaves us both leafing through the yellow pages for a good attorney, just in case…
Love: It’s Complicated
As Valentine’s Day approaches, I tend to panic. Rather than my heart filling with the wonderment of love, I’m struck with sudden dread. “Oh crap, it’s almost Valentine’s Day!”…