My husband is growing out a beard this fiscal year. p.s. That is a french fry. This he does with energetic vigor and pride, regardless of my dismay and the copulatory frigidity resulting in said dismay. Facial hair on men … Continue reading
Last night Poor Kyle and I went to see a movie (The Tourist, thumbs up, no uncomfortable sex scenes and only one effer plus I’ve never seen a Johnny Depp movie I didn’t like). We try to make a habit … Continue reading
In case you were too lazy to click on the links from Saturday Steals, I’ve done all the work for you. Here’s what my Trusty Theives (oxymoron?) stole this week slash month: Marilyn made a picture swap, stealing a cute … Continue reading
Last night I woke up to the sounds of my husband heaving. Actually, I woke up before he started puking, because he was coughing quite noisily (likely what led to his unfortunate wee-hours-of-the-morning gagfest—sometimes he coughs so hard he accidentally … Continue reading
This is what I told the girl at the cosmetic counter who sold me the cologne I bought yesterday for Poor Kyle when she found out it was an anniversary gift and asked me how marriage was, since she had … Continue reading
Hey, Cristy from DoubleKnotted—you won the essential oil giveaway. Email me at camille(at)archiveslives(dot)com with your address so I can pass it along to Jami who can pass along the bottle of lavender goodness to you. ************************* My mother-in-law gave me … Continue reading
Some time ago, when I started thinking about taking on the project of redoing our office, I stumbled upon a box of old letters to my husband, which he received while he was serving a mission for our church. The … Continue reading