Husband Wisdom

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(Not that way, sicko.)

My husband and I have recently, within the past few years or so, come to realize what lucky people we are. I’m not talking about all that squishy “my life is great and I heart everyone” stuff. I’m talking actual Vegas-style good luck.

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EXHIBIT A: Jackson Hole trip, 2008.

We had booked the cheapest flight we could get our hands on. The day before we were to leave, Robbie called to see if we could get an earlier flight. We could, if we called two hours prior to the flight we actually wanted to see if there was still room. That was at 3 a.m. the following day. We called and got it, because we are lucky.

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Email from Robbie:

Here are some pics taken of me last night in Raleigh at practice. The last pic is pretty good (other than my mismatched uniform…my other pants..uh…shrunk).

So of course I have to show you pictures of my hot husband in his mismatched uniform:




Half-used blister pack of Levlen®EDImage via WikipediaRobbie and I were half TV watching, half hunching over our laptops the other day when a commercial came on touting the newest birth control pill. This one was promising relief from emotional swings caused by premenstrual something-sciencey-sounding.

Robbie, like a dog who’s just heard the kibble bag rattle, lifts his head up from behind his laptop screen, tilts his head, and goes, “HEY! Did you hear that?” He then stares at me as if God himself has just reached down from heaven and dropped into our laps the manna that will make our relationship miraculously perfect: no PMS.

I was kind of PMS-y, though, so instead of responding, I just gave him a dirty look and went to the kitchen to forage for chocolate. I guess we’ll never know.

bird crap… and some days you’re the hood of my poor car.

Sonja and Robbie stare at the gigantic bird crap.

SONJA: Think you can get that off with a hose?

ROBBIE: Maybe a shovel.

SONJA: I wonder if it left a dent.

ROBBIE: Maybe. The car will probably pull to the left from all that extra weight.

And that, folks, is my super exciting life.

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