We’d spent our first session introducing ourselves and covering our individual backgrounds and medical histories while sitting next to each other on a small couch.  When we walked into our second marriage counseling session, we found two chairs set up a few feet apart facing one another.
This was, apparently, the proper setting for The Dialogue.
That’s [...]

“Are you nervous or excited?” I asked.
Jared looked up from his half of the admissions packet we were filling out for our new marriage counselor.  He shrugged one shoulder and contorted his lips the way he always does when he doesn’t want to talk about something.  If he could have disappeared into the brown paisley [...]

“Hey, Smiley,” he said as he folded his 6 foot plus frame into the front seat of my two door convertible.
Smiley, he said.  And I did.  And in the same instant I forgot about how I had just spent the 30 minute drive over to his hotel wishing I had cleaned out my car.  The [...]

We’re supposed to be discovering new surfaces on which to have sex.
That’s what people do when their kids leave town.  At least, that’s what everyone keeps telling us.
We’ve spent the first week staring at one another.  And fighting a lot.  And trying to remember just what in the hell we have in common.  And how [...]

It is said that somewhere in Iowa, a small town’s football team still takes a knee before each game.  The players and coaches join hands and bow their heads, and they defy the laws that tell them that they cannot pray together.  It is rumored that they kneel together and recite the Lord’s Prayer.
“Our Father, [...]

This not another post about Twilight.
Not exactly.
But if you’re absolutely sick of all the Twilight buzz, I am going to ask you to just bear with me for a moment as I give you a little bit of necessary background information which is relevant to the rest of this discussion.
In a nutshell:
Bella loves Edward.
Edward loves [...]

This post is not supposed to exist.
I’m not supposed to remember.
I’m definitely not supposed to care.
Somehow, the fact that I can write these words all these years later feels like a betrayal to my husband as well as my pride. It’s pathetic and… well, pathetic is really the most perfect word. Pathetic. [...]

“By the way, I’m guest hosting a radio show Sunday night.”
“Mmm Hhm. That’s nice.”
“Well, I mean an Internet show. Obviously.”
“OK. Whatever babe.”
“It might be a feature show. It’s about man bashing.”
“Oh nice, Britt. Real nice. Jeez. I mean that just figures. I can’t – ”
“I’m against man [...]