Marriage
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Christine Who?
Ok, today it happened; in the mail I received my new little blue social security card. It looked normal enough; there at the top was the social security logo, then my number (wouldn’t you like to know), then “Christine”, an “E” for my middle name, and then there it was “Archer”. Christine E. Archer. Who Continue reading
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The Chairman
The other night Avery and I were sitting on the couch and I was flipping through channels on the tv. I stopped on a channel that seemed to be running an old movie. About a minute in to the movie, a very familiar face came across the screen; it was the Chairman from Iron Chef Continue reading
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Miss Cleo
The other night, Ave and I got done with dinner and as usual, the dishes from our meal were stacked neatly by the sink waiting to be washed or put in the dishwasher. As I am sure most couples do, Avery and I have fallen in to patterns and one of them is that I Continue reading
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The Middle
There is sacred space in any shared bed; the middle. Neither Avery nor I are “snuggle sleepers”. We are much more “if I can tell you are in the bed with me, you need to find another bed” kind of sleepers. Because of this, when Avery and I were shopping for furniture for our apartment, Continue reading
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Keeping it Lite
A few days after the wedding Avery and I decided we were running low on supplies and needed to make the newly-wed pilgrimage to the nearest Walmart. We knew going in that it was going to be quite an educational trip. I don’t care how long you have been together; chances are you have not Continue reading
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The Hills are Alive
A tragedy has taken place and I did not even know it. This definitely fits in one of the aforementioned categories of being with someone for a very long time and missing a key piece of information. This is what we would call a Cookie Monster (confused? Refer to earlier post). My husband of just Continue reading
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“Honey, this is my man purse”
Avery and I went to the store and we had to take the Metro as we are still car-less. To make the haul a bit easier, we both emptied our backpacks to fill with our goods. I told Avery that we probably looked odd walking in to a grocery store with backpacks on. He said Continue reading
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Cookie Monster
It is an interesting thing, moving in with someone. After so many years together I thought I had seen most of Avery’s belongings, especially since we have helped each other with many moves. So we move in to our apartment and begin the long and always distained task of going through boxes. I was working Continue reading
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The little old lady on the wrong side of the road
Do you all remember the simulator portion of Drivers Training? We all had that one we-thought-golden day on the simulator. You know, you are few weeks in to the course thinkin’ “All right, I have this thing down pat.” You are cruising right at the fake speed limit, gently tapping your fake brake, effortlessly flashing Continue reading
