Last Friday I received a package in the mail from the publisher of the book I co-authored, 101 Tips for a Happier Marriage. It was two copies of the book but with a completely different look. Bewildered, I read the accompanying letter and discovered that Pauline Publications India was republishing our book!
I was floored! I immediately picked up my phone to call Jennifer, my co-author. As I was about to push the button for her number, she called me. I answered, “I was just dialing your number!” (How long before that statement makes no sense any more?)
“Did you get your mail today?” she asked.
“That’s what I was going to say to you!”
We did our own respective happy dances. Mine involved jumping on various pieces of furniture. I would imagine her response was more sedate and stately. (Fine, I didn’t jump on any furniture. I probably did a bit of hopping up and down, though.) We could hardly believe it. We’d gone international!
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Nina at sleepingshouldbeeasy.com asked me to do a guest post on the above topic. And so I did! Having a happy marriage is what I’m all about. You could even say I wrote the book on it. Oh, wait! I did!
Thanks, Nina, for posting! You can find my article on her website here.
P.S. It was also posted on Mercatornet.com and CreativeMinorityReport, in case you happen to frequent either of those.
Which is why I bring you another extremely late story.
What is it? Almost February? Who’s writing this post? She needs to get with it!
Christmas morning, we were driving home from church, and I thought back to the previous Christmas when I attempted a post-Mass Starbucks run. A car ahead of us had the same idea, but, making the discovery that Starbucks was closed, the driver turned around and made eye contact as she passed, giving us a head shake and a frown. I thought that was so cute and sweet of her. We were united in our disappointment.
Remembering that incident, I sat despondently in my seat on the drive home this Christmas. I longed for a warm, tasty beverage. “I wish I hadn’t recently drunk the last of my candy cane green tea,” I said sadly to my husband. I should have saved the last tea bag for today.
He merely nodded.
This stuff is so good that when I drain the mug, I suck on the bag. What? I don’t have a problem. Quit judging me!
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Here’s another timely piece to follow last week’s Thanksgiving post. Maybe next week I’ll have a new year’s story for you!
My husband and his coworkers exchanged names for Secret Santa. During Advent they left small gifts in each other’s mail boxes.
My husband sneaked a small package of Lindt Lindor chocolates (the best on the planet, IMHO) into –we’ll call him Frank’s–box just before Frank walked into the mail room.
Come to Momma!
So Frank sees the chocolates in his box and says, “Ah, man. This must be from my Secret Santa. Too bad I’m Read the rest of this entry
After weeks of tumultuous sleep for many of you, I’m sure, I’m ready to announce the winner of the “How Well Do You Know PIF True/False Challenge!” If you had to ask yourself, “Who’s PIF?” you don’t deserve to win.
But, as I am a master of suspense ala Alfred Hitchcock, I’ll give you the answers to the questions first! This way you can either sink lower and lower into your chair in defeat or sit up straighter and straighter as you realize victory is near! Always a roller coaster of emotions here at Parenting is Funny (aka PIF–you get it now?!)
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