Category Archives: Gary
The other evening, Gary and I had just gotten home from a quiet, peaceful dinner, and I was putting my shoes in the closet when I heard him call to me frantically from the living room. It sounded serious. I … Continue reading
This morning, as I was rushing to get ready for work, I happened to pause at the bathroom door and turned to glance back at Gary. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, cell phone in hand, intently … Continue reading
Tomorrow marks a very special day: tomorrow will be 9 years since Gary and I set out on our first date. Nine years since the evening that brought both us together and ended with us hopelessly hooked on each other, … Continue reading
Bright and early yesterday morning, Gary and I hit the road for an academic awards assembly at the girls’ elementary school. Instead of the loud, orange stickers visitors used to get at the school office, they now offer loud, orange … Continue reading
The best thing for a splitting headache, I learned today, is to chaperone a herd of hyper and loud little kids on a bowling field trip. Okay, I don’t really recommend that as an effective remedy, but I made it through … Continue reading
The other morning, when Gary stopped in at a fast food joint for some sweet tea, he met an elderly gentleman who was celebrating his 73rd birthday. He was “funny as hell”, according to Gary, and he told Gary that … Continue reading
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