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You’ve seen the movie. You’ve read the story. You’ve heard the gossip. It goes something like this… Boy meets girl. They fall in love. They get married. They make babies. A few of them. Life gets busy. Life gets hard. Life gets expensive. Life gets confusing. Boy gets stressed. Girl gets stressed. Boy and girl…
Men and size. They are either proud of it or ashamed of it. Size of what? Their family. And, no, family is not a code word for anything. Men and their family size. They are either satisfied and grateful for it or displeased and embarrassed by it. Guess what? So are us women. It seems…
I want my husband to fight with me. Now before you get your panties in a wad or jump to any conclusions, I in no way, shape, or form condone abuse of any kind; not physical or emotional. So, for those that are quick to react — just relax, that is not what we are…
“If you’re wrong and you shut up, you’re wise. If you’re right and you shut up, you’re married.” – Unknown There, I said it. What every woman is thinking, but only us “witches” will say. Our husbands, more often than not, are wrong. Do you disagree with my contention? While I do understand how there…
If I were a husband, I would get it right. I would ensure that my wife knew she was loved. I would kiss her every morning and bring her coffee. I would listen intently when she interrupts my paper reading to discuss mindless topics on her mind. I would praise her for the work she…
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