The Married Life: Real Men Don't Cry (Much)

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This week Blair and I were watching The Biggest Loser and they were showing the contestants call home. What can I say? Grown men reduced to tears the minute they hear the sound of their children's voices gets to me. I'm sitting on the couch, wiping away the tears, when Blair glances over at me.

"Please tell me you're not crying over this," he said.

"You have no heart," I said, followed by several loud sniffs. "Anyone who can watch this and not shed a tear is a cold, cold person."

The Island of Misfit Toys"Now, that's not true," said Blair. "You know I tear up every time I watch the Island of Misfit Toys." 

It's true. He does. Kind of makes me laugh.

Cheers,

Dena

AnaZar Fashion Boutique

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Do you ever have those days where you just know you were in the right place at the right time? I "discovered" my favorite new store IN THE WORLD today. AnaZar Boutique in the Oak Ridge Shopping Center. Love, love, LOVE this store!

I found the store after meeting a friend for lunch. I'm in desperate need of jeans and though I was unfamiliar with the store and actually on my way into Greensboro to shop I thought, "I should check them out."

For the record, I'm easily intimidated in boutiques. I'm fashion challenged and have no idea what goes with what. I so often feel like the sales people in these places are looking at my ho-hum wardrobe and thinking to themselves, "She dared leave the house in that and thinks she's going to shop in MY store? Mm-hmm." 

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The Married Life: Nagging = Easy Home Self-Improvement

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Am I a nag? 

Do I nag too much?

Can nagging ever be a good thing? Suppose, for example, one nagged to help one's partner improve themselves, thereby living a happier, more meaningful existence. Or that one nagged in a subtle attempt to influence the behavior of another. Or, that one nagged because I'VE TOLD BLAIR SOMETHING 500 TIMES AND IT DOESN'T SEEM TO BE SINKING IN SO MAYBE IF I SAY IT ANOTHER 500 TIMES IT WILL TAKE. 

Whew! That felt good.

Okay, I'll admit it. I nag. Which is worrisome, as I read a study recently that said...

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The Married Life: Bowling Night

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Many moons ago, when Blair was courting me, he took me bowling. Nothing quite says romance like pulling on rented shoes and bending over to heave a ball so your date can see just how big your ass really is. 

The date would mark Blair's first glimpse into the true nature of my personality. I'd been on "good date" behavior until then, laughing at all jokes, smiling beguiling, and surreptitiously applying lip gloss whenever his back was turned in the hopes he would think my lips were just naturally luminescent. But we'd been out a few times and it was time to take off the kid gloves.

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