Up until last week, my husband drove a luxury sedan. He bought the 2001 car several years ago. It was sleek and powerful, had a smooth, comfortable ride, and looked elegant. Right after a car wash, that thing could shine. It was timeless in its masculine elegance.
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Guys. Girls. Duct Tape.
Posted in Cars, Marriage, The Genders on July 13, 2013 | Leave a Comment »
The Ties That Bind (are the Ties That Set Me Free)
Posted in Community, Music, Relationships, School, The Genders on February 24, 2013 | Leave a Comment »
Alison Krauss’ song, The Lucky One, describes what in some circles we’d call a commitment-phobic guy. He’s as free as the wind to come and go, doesn’t excel at anything except drifting along, yet is so charming that even though he loves and leaves, he’s “loved by many and hated by none.” She chides that […]
“You know what they say . . .”
Posted in Husbands, Marriage, The Genders, Travel on October 19, 2012 | Leave a Comment »
Small talk with a stranger on a plane can be many things, often adding up to not much of anything. Last weekend I met a guy who told me something I hadn’t heard before, but was, to him, common knowledge. He was a handsome, trim man, hair styled and clean shaven, wearing well-fitting jeans, a button-down […]
Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Posted in Boys, Children, Dreams, Emotions/Inner World, Growing up, Men, Motherhood, Parenting, The Genders on October 2, 2012 | Leave a Comment »
Sometimes when people talk about things, it doesn’t make them better. Couples therapists around the land are finally coming to this realization, long after the last decade or so of trying to get men to talk and talk and talk about their feelings, which often backfires when they share that they’re angry, frustrated, disappointed, sexually […]
Modern Day Heroism
Posted in Daughters, Fathers, Husbands, Men, Mothers, The Genders on July 1, 2012 | Leave a Comment »
The setting: An overcast day, perfect for strolling in the park and checking out the local fish ladder. Salmon are swimming upstream, doing their salmon-y thing. Big fish. People are doing their people-y thing, taking pictures, talking loudly over the low roar of the water, leaning over the tops of the pools to get a […]