So I posted the original article on 30 Days of Intimacy on Tuesday HERE. Today, first be sure and visit Pamelas blog HERE (Road to Joy) because she explained what we are doing far better than I did. And it really is a brilliant and stunning article – it touched my heart. Then youll..
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Pamela over at Road to Joy issued me a challenge I couldn’t walk away from. Now, I’m not one of those people that you can double-dog Scooby Doo dare and I get all puffed up and take that dare! No. Pamela simply said, “My hubby’s better than your hubby, my hubby’s better than yours! My..
I know what you’re thinking – I’m redundant, all these mushy posts about my Alpha Hubby. I can’t help it. He is my soul mate. He is under the house right now working and he HATES small, tight places like under the house. Yet he does what needs to be done because it needs..
(Pardon the delay; my blog host was down for a few days.) Okay. I know I chat a bit about Alpha Hubby. And yes, in case you haven’t noticed, I am absolutely one hundred percent over-the-moon wild about him. There’s a reason. Let me digress a bit. Long before I met Alpha Hubby, loooooong before..
(This is part of an on-going series Mommas Soapbox and I are doing on Keeping Our Inner Aloha/Peaceful Life. See here for the Aloha lowdown and here for the Peaceful Life reason!) So Steph and I made the decision to keep, as she says, our inner Aloha – to become Better Me’s and improve our..
I want you to look at this picture: Have you EVER seen such a knowing look? What do you think she’s thinking about? Perhaps, “Bet you wonder what I’ve been doing!” or “Oh, I am so lucky to have this hot man!” But no. She isn’t thinking any of those things. She’s thinking, “I wish..
I can be your hero baby I can kiss away the pain I will stand by you forever You can take my breath away (Hero, Enrique Iglesias, 2001) I don’t know why I’ve been fixated on Alpha Hubby lately, but there it is. I am. He’s been on my mind a lot. Oh, not that he..
If there are any children in the house, send them out of the room. That means you, Josh (my son). I am sure it will hit high on your “oh gag me mom, ewww get a room that’s just wrong” meter, so stop reading! I’m going to hit on a topic that is of the..