Category: The Husband
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Slam clickers, Bob the singing pilot & Laughlin, Nevada
So what do slam clickers, Laughlin, Nevada, and Bob the singing pilot all have in common? Not much. But I’m determined to link them all together in order to show you a photo gallery from my husband’s recent trip to Laughlin, Nevada and a funny video of Bob, the singing…
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Banyana Hamachee
See that guy over there, the tan one wearing the white shirt with the long brown feathered hair. The first time I saw that guy I laughed. I know that’s mean, but it’s the truth. His shirt was unbuttoned half way down his chest, his too tan chest, a chest…
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CANNAREGIO
And the Jews were gone. That’s what I read when I glanced over The Husband’s shoulder to see what could make his thumbs type so frantically on the blackberry as he sat on the Moroccan bed in our cush hotel in Venice. I just looked at him. He didn’t notice.…
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VENICE: In Search of Olive Oil
Azienda Oleicola Deoli Abruzzi, that’s what it reads on the most amazing bottle of olive oil I’ve ever had the pleasure to taste. At least I think that’s what it says because I had to zoom in 16X’s to read the label, and even then I had problems making out…
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Waving The Change Fee
Last night my husband made love. To a man. And I watched. The whole thing. From the bed. As the two of them went at it. For half an hour. It was, to put it nicely, quite disgusting. I hope I don’t ever have to witness something like that again.…
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Computers, Shoes, Liquids & NIPPLE RINGS?
First computers and shoes, then liquids and gels, and now nipple rings – they must all be removed before walking through security. Even if the only way to remove them is with a pair of pliers. I’m not joking. Even I was surprised to learn that TSA really does keep…
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Eat Pray Love
Last month I found myself sitting at gate 5, waiting for the flight to Dallas, eating a cheese sandwich (from Cosi of course), while simultaneously reading a book, when an older woman sat down on the tan pleather seat beside me. And I mean right beside me. Which, at first,…
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Positano
I had just booked the Turkish hotel in Venice and the Villa Rosa in Positano, and was just about to book the hotel in Rome when my husband rang my cell and exclaimed, “WAIT!” “Wait?” I asked, simultaneously typing Gregoriana Hotel Rome into the search engine. “Don’t book the room…
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ITALY!
In case you haven’t noticed, I haven’t been writing, blogging, or flying much lately. What have I been doing? Planning a trip to Italy, a trip I’ve been dreaming about for years. Because I want this trip to be perfect, I’ve been spending entirely way too much time on Trip…
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HOW TO MAKE LOVE LIKE A PORN STAR
A few weeks ago, after a long day at work, my husband walked into the kitchen and dropped his briefcase on the floor, his tired eyes zeroing in on the book lying oh so innocently on the counter. He looked at me. He looked back at the book. He looked…
Heather Poole 