As soon as I say the words, “hey, why don’t we watch…” I just know it’s going to end badly. And it’s not that I have bad taste in movies. On the contrary, I think possessing a certain, je ne se quois, mix of tastes that range from the stupid…
When the husband is up working late and I can’t fall asleep, I do my very best to drive him batty. I force him to watch LOST with me and then I make comments right before things and people are about to happen and show up. “Charlie and Desmond in…
almost exactly a year ago, almost exactly to the day, I wrote about the husband going in for a second hockey-related hand surgery. three years ago, he had the hook of the hamate removed on his left hand. and then last year he had the hook of the hamate removed…
