Ladies and Gentlemen, get your tissues ready. ...READ MORE
In preparation for Mother’s Day, I envision my husband lost in a sea of sappy, pink and white lace cards at Hallmark. He has to throw a few elbows in the direction of every other guy at the local florist for the last presentable bouquet or it’s carnations for his lovely wife. And he is wrangling the kids in the kitchen at an ungodly hour while they make me something that is supposed to be breakfast in bed. READ MORE
After being mauled by little fingers all day, sometimes you just need to be rubbed the right way. You know how your husband sweetly offers to give you a massage, slides his hands across your back for a few minutes and falls asleep?
That’s the wrong way. READ MORE