Archive for the ‘Battle of the Sexes’ Category
The Great Space Coaster
Posted by: missconstrued on: November 19, 2009
I can’t help but look back and think, “When did things get so messed up?”
This morning, as td was speaking to me over the phone, I literally felt my body shutting down. It is so hard to explain.
He said he was worried about me because of the dream that I had the night prior, among [...]
Left Wanting.
Posted by: missconstrued on: November 15, 2009
Nobody said this was going to be easy. Or pleasant. Or fun. Or anything less than heart-wrenching.
When is it too much? When I met TD, I was a HOT MESS. HOT. MESS. and I know that. He told me to come stay because he would take care of me, and he did. For a long, [...]
Love at the H’s: #15273
Posted by: missconstrued on: February 1, 2009
I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t relieved that I am still able to have the simple, silly moments with dh. We’ll have been together 8 years in April.
Wait. I think hell just froze over.
This warmed the cockles of my heart:
Picture this:
Dinner, just the two of us. At the actual dinner table (which is [...]
Ain’t Nothin’ but a “D” Thing, Baby.
Posted by: missconstrued on: November 13, 2008
Be forewarned, kiddies (OMG, did I *really* just call you that? ::bangs head frantically against wall, trying desperately to stop progression toward middle age::), that picture is NOT me. I just wanted to clear that up for you. You know, just in case you were wondering. Because I am a PILLAR of housewivery, bitches!
Aside: Is [...]
The Long and Skort of IT.
Posted by: missconstrued on: September 25, 2008
Let me preface by saying that *NEWSLFASH* I am a GIRL! Occasionally, I like to do girlie things, like wear pink and skirts and all that barfingly horrific stuff. Not often, mind you. But every now and then. In my quest to stay 27 FOREVER (even though you and I both know those days are LOOOOOOOONG [...]
*Intermission*
Posted by: missconstrued on: April 10, 2008
Wow! Only 6 more days of story telling to go. I will say that this has been harder than expected…remember that story I told you about that guy that I dated? I went to Palau one summer and when I got back we went out together for dinner and I was describing the beauty and [...]
American Idle
Posted by: missconstrued on: March 27, 2008
I seem to have been sucked into the American Idol vaccuum. It’s inexplicable, really. I used to just watch the early episodes, then laugh as they were splashed all over the TV’s on Yokota AFB. Then? I didn’t watch it at all in North Carolina. Now?
Wait, wait, wait, I know what you’re going to say.
In [...]
Revenge is a Dish Best Served…
Posted by: missconstrued on: February 22, 2008
…asleep!
If you look at the pretty, pretty pictures on Flickr, you may or may not notice that dh has not gotten a hair cut since we left North Carolina. That would be approximately 20 months. Yes Virginia, he does look like one of those Cuban drug dealers on CSI: Miami, albeit a very Adonis looking [...]
It’s All in the Details
Posted by: missconstrued on: February 20, 2008
Yesterday, as I decide to torture dh with yet another episode of Friends (Momma purchased me Seasons 1 – 10 and extras! in China), he puts his hand out, indicating that he would like another piece of candy (which he DID NOT PURCHASE. When we were in the store 10 minutes earlier. Which he SHOULD [...]
Girl.
Posted by: missconstrued on: February 12, 2008
I wonder how crazy that looked. Me leaving the house barefoot, after flinging my shoe down on the ground in frustration, dinner in one hand, everything I felt entitled to (which is to say: nothing) in the other. I could feel the glass and rocks and dirt biting into my feet, but I kept going; [...]
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