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Posts from ‘January, 2010’
Busting my Grocery Bag
Image credit: Photo by fixlr on Flickr Licensed under Creative Commons My husband Mark cannot take care of himself. Really, the man cannot even keep track of what he likes. I have to do it for him. I present as evidence the last few weeks of grocery shopping. Last week, Mark was sick, and I [...]
What Controversy?
Image credit: Photo by Arty Smokes on Flickr Licensed under Creative Commons As someone who lives with the reality of sexually compulsive behavior every day, I have to admit, articles like last month's Forbes magazine piece on whether or not sex addiction exists make me roll my eyes. It's always the same thing, "The idea [...]
Not Practicing These Principles
Image credit: Photo by "T"eresa on Flickr Licensed under Creative Commons So, I found out last week (much to my disappointment) that I am not the Ultimate Ruler of the Universe. In fact, I'm not even a competent Ultimate Ruler of Me. Maybe some of you knew that already. Actually, I knew that already, but [...]
A Different World
Image credit: Photo by evilnick on Flickr Licensed under Creative Commons Our family keeps a pretty rigorous schedule, with nearly every night of the week blocked out for some activity or another, but rather than shuttling between soccer games and dance practice, like many parents in our social group, we're shuttling between different 12 Step [...]
Love at First Sight
Image credit: Photo by marimoon on Flickr Licensed under Creative Commons I remember the first time I ever saw my husband; I even remember what he was wearing. It was our first week of college, and he was standing in line behind me, wearing Coke bottle glasses, a white, retro (to put it kindly), marching [...]
Sweet Dreams
Image credit: Photo by kaneda99 on Flickr Licensed under Creative Commons I have a bazillion ("No," my son Austen, who is very proper about his numbers, would insist, "there's no such thing as a bazillion!" Fine then, a gajillion?) things I want to get out of my head and onto this virtual paper, but I [...]
Codependence Is the Mother of Invention
Before I knew my husband was a sex addict, I knew that he liked flirting with other women. Probably a little too much. I could tell he got a thrill out of it, and I worried that he would accidentally take this "entertainment" too far. He'd lead some poor woman on and she'd get aggressive [...]
