So, Alpha Hubby and I have been in the process of preparing for a move to another state. Eight years ago we did the same thing by moving to where we are now. Both times have had opportunities fraught with battles, anger, misunderstandings, grr-moments, and the like. Sometimes when you are living with a group..
I really, really don’t like spiders and snakes… or mice, skunks, roaches, or FROGS. The Jim Stafford song above talks about a clueless guy who, after a woman hints around about making out and says, “Do what you wanna do” – HE says, “I got silly and found a frog, in the water by a..
So the land hunt yesterday was a bust! The real estate pictures were naughty not nice. They did not actually look like the property really looked like! Santa is leaving coal in those two realtors’ stockings! This picture is a pretty good visual description of my Alpha Hubby. He was super calm, rarely get excited,..
WEEPING WILLOW When I was young and innocence was fresh I played under an old weeping willow. I don’t know why it has such a sad name. I had so much joy hidden away in that fantasy land dreaming and imagining under that tree of my future and happiness and love. Then life came along..
Anytime I mention something that possibly, maybe, could be something Alpha Hubby did that – oh, how shall I express this… upsets me… I always get the answer that he’s innocent of all wrong-doing. He will say that even BEFORE I state what upset me. This started waaaay back when we were first married and..
FIRST JOB See this girls face, below? That’s how I felt when I hooked up with Alpha Hubby. I felt skittish. I didn’t trust his love. I waiting for the other shoe to drop. I wondered what he really wanted. I was waiting to be proven right, that he was a hidden ax-murderer and was there..
*I am dealing with appliance abuse. I’ve been dealing with it for years but was too ashamed to tell anyone. Now that we are moving, the abuse has escalated, especially when they discovered I wasn’t taking them with me to the new home. The weeping, wailing and gnashing of gears is getting on my nerves…
So… a Father’s Day blog about Alpha Hubby. I say “dark side” because we aren’t that couple who still have kids at home. We’re on the other side. No more pacifiers and much more stockings, garters and rope (smile). Alpha Son has been out of the house a few years now. We see him often..