Eulogy for a well-loved Rabbit

   As I passed DH in our home’s mudroom, I saw he had the black Rabbit in his hand. “I’m going to try to fix it one last time,” he explained. The trusty vibrator had died at a most inopportune…

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Where did my sexy go?

   I’m not feeling sexy right now. I’m preoccupied with bills, kids, chores. I want to feel sexy. So badly. To feel that confidence. To have a mental tingle. Adrenaline surging, having its way with me. I’ve had times where…

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Why it’s okay if he doesn’t listen

   I really am okay when DH isn’t listening to me. Let me explain. I do love when DH listens to me intently, asks questions, comments thoughtfully. That attention makes me feel loved and supported. He knows I like to…

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Join me in my flirting game

   Come with me to my local Starbucks. The dark brown leather couches in the back and the two-top tables are always full. So we’ll sit at that lone table over by the front door, coffees in hand. The table…

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Whispers from a suede blazer

   A brown suede blazer occupied the window seat already. I took my aisle seat next to the blazer, the morning sun straining to get past the plastic airliner sunshade. This was a rare but stressful trip, delivering my father-in-law…

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Call strong, sexy women what they are: Experienced

   I think I’ve solved a current day riddle: What do we call women of a certain age? It’s a conundrum because you sometimes need a adjective to qualify a woman when you are, say, telling a story. And you…

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