So the other day I was minding my own business, folding towels and assorted things. Suddenly I found a shirt that was stuck to one of the towels and pulled it off. I thought it was Alpha Hubby’s gym shirt. I then realized it was my shirt and it was a shirt that wasn’t supposed… Read More Scene From Life With Alpha Hubby
So why are women drawn to the bad-boy? Could it be as simple as this hysterical 1996 Nissan television commercial – that sums it all up just fine? Barbie, Ken & GI Joe: Poor Ken-wannabe manly man. So helpless in his sweater around the neck, buffed nails and plastic-coifed hair. Can’t keep his woman.… Read More Barbie, Ken and GI Joe Redux
An Open Letter to my love, with help from a song’s lyrics. High Gag Factor. ** Ordinary no, I really don’t think so Not a love this true Common destiny, we were meant to be Me and you When I think how I challenged God by saying, “I will never get married again, ever!… Read More High Gag Factor
Someone once asked me, “Is your Alpha Hubby really the way you portray him?” Yes, yes he is. This song could have been written about him: They read you Cinderella – you hoped it would come true That one day your Prince Charming Would come rescue you It is kind of funny how we were… Read More Love Letter to My Alpha Hubby
The player down on the right side, bottom, has a lot of soft jazz, sexy, oldies, and other various love songs. Click to start and it will automatically play them all. This is the story about a girl who met a boy who loved the girl completely, totally, unconditionally almost from the moment he met… Read More Once upon a time… He Found Me
Before I continue with the Touch Series purge (if I even choose to continue), I decided it was more important to stop and express gratitude. First and foremost over everything else, I am grateful God loves me and Jesus died for me. Unless one has experienced this, there is no way to really explain how… Read More I’m So Grateful
THE GIRLFRIEND’S BOYFRIEND #1 It took me awhile to get back to this series after writing the first post in the Series. I felt, I don’t know, icky, dirty, too exposed, freaked, whatever. It isn’t because I am ashamed of what happened. It happened TO me, not because I did something wrong. It is just… Read More Touch, A Series Part 2
So if you recall our non-trusting girl in the picture above from last week’s post you realize I went into my relationship with Alpha Hubby being quite piled high with luggage and trust issues. Yesterday (TMI coming) right smack dab in the middle of a VERY personal moment with Alpha Hubby, I tuned in to the… Read More Touch, A Series Part 1a