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Epilogue

This entry is part 10 of 10 in the series atypicalrelationship

Don’t think for one moment that I spent the entire relationship upset and miserable. There were many brightshiny moments there – moments that were highlighted and underscored and ALLCAPSed against the dull patina of our disagreements.

There was a dubious yet distinct childhood connection – he and my brother played in the same sports [...]

I landed on the duct-taped parts

This entry is part 8 of 10 in the series atypicalrelationship

I am not the right woman for him.

I refuse to discuss marriage.

I am shoving my children down his throat.

I am just using him for sex.

I am under my mama’s thumb (and after her money).

I let That House come between us.

I wouldn’t have nothin’ if it weren’t for my Daddy dying. HE worked for it all.

I’m [...]

Exhilarated, excited to be in love(ish) again

This entry is part 3 of 10 in the series atypicalrelationship

We go out as often as we can, but I honestly prefer hanging out at the house with the kids. He keeps asking “would you marry me?” and I keep ducking the question. It’s too soon, he’s too still-married, please stop asking. Okay, if I answer will you NEVER ASK ME AGAIN? Then [...]

Unconscious Mutterings Week 288

I say::you think

Crankiness :: is next to sleepiness.
Backpack :: homework
Clone :: wars
High ground :: head for
Dreams :: deferred
Lovingly :: cuddled
Mistake :: marriage
Carson :: City
Errand :: run
Dozen :: eggs

Easter Mutterings

You can play along too!

Money :: hungry
Unhappy :: marriage
Joking :: around
Chipmunk :: cheeks
Date :: night
Slideshow :: agony
Chicago :: pizza
Lifetime :: loving
Skid row :: band
Edward :: Scissorhands

Leap Day. Woohoo?

I’m not particularly traditional, so you won’t find me proposing on February 29th. I don’t really believe in marriage as it’s currently socially defined and all that jazz. Are there any other traditions? Or is this just another day in a long line of days….

Okay, I’m done.

It’s over. Finished, kaput, fin.

I know I haven’t given you a blow-by-blow of the last month, so let me do that now.

He has called me every day, and asked for permission to call the next day.
He is in love, calls me his precious, his love, and tells me I’m more beautiful every time [...]