November 27, 2012
November 13, 2012
When My Husband Came Out as a Woman
(This post was originally published at Good Vibrations Online Magazine.)
My husband came out to me as a woman this summer,
three days after our five-year wedding anniversary. We were supposed to
have our first date with a babysitter that night, but she bailed on us.
Instead, we went out as a family for an afternoon drink at the local
pub, fresh from the pool where I spent pretty much every day this summer
with our four-year-old daughter.
It was a damn good wedding anniversary. I think we were both feeling that our marriage had arrived at its strongest ever. He gave me a delicate diamond ring; my own, my style, as opposed to the hand-me-down I got from his mom when we married. And he read me the vows that afternoon in the sun at the pub's deck over beers; the vows he never got around to writing five years before. It was precious.
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| June 30, 2007 |
It was a damn good wedding anniversary. I think we were both feeling that our marriage had arrived at its strongest ever. He gave me a delicate diamond ring; my own, my style, as opposed to the hand-me-down I got from his mom when we married. And he read me the vows that afternoon in the sun at the pub's deck over beers; the vows he never got around to writing five years before. It was precious.
November 9, 2012
The Sexual Chronicles of a French Family {featured trailer}
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