For the past three years, my husband and I have rented the same house outside of Seattle on the Puget Sound. The dates of our weeks there have spanned the months of October, November and December and each year, no matter what the calendar says, in the front yard of…
As I write about in It May Not Be Hell But Something Has Frozen Over (click here), after fighting the idea, I purchased heated vests for my husband and me. We had endured too many outside events where, despite layers of clothing, we were cold, cold enough to not be…
Driving along the coast in Washington state, I saw what I thought was a small boat by itself in the water. I asked my husband if that was what it was and he confirmed that I was correct. Completely without emotion, I commented, “Isn’t it crazy that I can’t see…
“The day that I have to wear electronic clothing to stay warm is the day I stay home,” I said to my husband about six months ago. We had endured some cold NFL football games and a few other events over the last couple of years, the kind of painful…
Watching my husband of three decades walk across the pedestrian-only (at this particular time) Roberto Clemente Bridge in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania could cause any number of emotions, all contingent on current status. If I am feeling particularly fond of my road trip partner, Hurry back. If we are in the midst…
There is a Hallmark Christmas ornament, Cool Fliers, that is always the last to go on our tree, not because of tender or nostalgic reasons, but because it is very difficult to hang. The tree decoration consists of two ornaments, one a small snowwoman, the other a snowman. Both are…
While in Pittsburgh, my husband and I had dinner at a sports pub connected to our hotel. The bar was fairly empty, except for a group of about 20 people, mostly congregated around a large table. A steady flow of one or two of them at a time passed us…
As we left home to drive to Washington, DC for a few days away, we stopped at Starbucks for drinks to sustain us until we stopped for an early dinner, as we approached the nation’s capital. Discussing what we were each going to get – people who have been together…
Attending a Keith Urban concert a few weeks ago (click here for Better Life), my husband and I sat through three opening acts before Keith took the stage at 9 pm. Before the first notes of Keith’s guitar, with each other performer and every song, I became more and more…
