I have a few loves in my life outside of my family. I love writing. I love teaching. I have some special interests like photography, things I really like but have no time for in my schedule.
I simply do not understand how a woman who does what a housewife does, could possibly get offended by the word.
If we aren’t giving the youth of today the opportunity to build character when they meet obstacles, how are they going to gain it?
I am reveling in ecstasy just knowing that she lets me love her.
So Dick decides that he doesn’t want his kids going to Disneyland with a stranger.
So her husband, Ken, did what any man would do when his wife told him that the baby belonged to Michael Jackson’s ghost…
Yes, my son cried at the discussion of his father dying…
I woke up this morning and was walking around the house realizing that I have a weird family. Probably mostly my fault, but still noteworthy with the weirdness.
Do I think any less of the people that still play the same game that the media pushes on us? Nope. I admire them for their tenacity and the fact that they can afford it. I can’t.
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