Garth (NHRN)

Eggs Are Stupid, Let's Throw Husbands At Them!

Source My husband, Garth (not his real name) and I have been married for...uhhhhhh...okay, so we've been married for nearly...ummmmm...a lot of years, however, we still sometimes experience ah-HAH moments, you know, liiiiiike enjoying a quiet morning walk before work, while I try and figure out my travel schedule and my husband goes through our meal plan for the week, and...whoa...we're both all...maaaaan, but how our lives have changed, eh? My husband has taken over a lot of the cooking and it's not like I don't know HOW to cook (been doing it since I was 10!), now I just sometimes forget. "You want me to hard boil some eggs for breakfast?" Two of our kids are home sick and, trust me, I know that they're old enough to take care of themselves, NO DOUBT, but I was raised by a Hungarian Grandmother (and Mother), who...at the first cough or... Read more →

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If Wonder Woman & Mr. Mom Had A Baby

GarthNHRN and I have been married for 25 years (and YES, it totally does sound like a lot of years to be married and IT IS a very long time to be married, to the same person!) and we've been parents for 22 years (wut?!?!) and I've been a full-time mom (while working part-time from home as a professional blogger, writer and content producer) ever since. Until this past April: When I accepted a full-time position at my current job. And then my husband lost his job, in October. This is the first time I'm speaking of it in a public forum, because my husband is much more private about his thoughts and feelings, while I'm more of a better out than in type of over-sharer. You guys have lived through some of the best and possibly THE WORST times in my life, most recently with my Father recovering from... Read more →

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NaBloPoMo 2015: The Joy Of My Husband's Cooking!

With my working full-time and commuting into "the city" (NYC, if you live in and around "the city") 3 days out of the week, my kids and my husband have taken over some of the cooking...okay, they do a lot of the cooking...fiiiiiiiiiine...I haven't cooked a solid meal since April. Oatmeal craisin cookies Garth(NHRN) is an especially gifted baker and I would do almost anything to bite into one of his delectable cookie creations (that's what SHE...I mean...that's right, I said it!) like those up there, they ARE my favorite! And now he's experimenting with real food. Herbed chicken casserole Whenever my husband is home, I start looking forward to lunchtime at 11:30 a.m. Because he'll almost always place a plate on my desk, while describing EXACTLY how he mixed this with that and threw in some more of that stuff over there and...LUNCHTIME!!!! Oh, and my man is NOT... Read more →

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Because a picture paints a thousand words AND sometimes maybe even a house!

Contrary to what the rest of my family feels (except for my son, who celebrates his birthday on the 23rd), January is one of my most favorite months of the year. For me, waking up on New Year's Day is sort of like turning to a fresh page in a brand new notebook or purchasing a novel I've been aching to read. Half the excitement is in the anticipation of the journey, equaled only by the endless possibilities in watching the progression of a story unfold. Personal blogging is a lot like that: I have ALL the words in January, but then life begins to quickly insist on equal (if not more) facetime and, well, trying to weed through all the suckage...day in and day out...has a way of knocking even the most coherent sentences...senseless. Case in point, see previous paragraph. Long story short: My kids and I have literally... Read more →

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Garth and the Amazing Technicolor Dream House

Garth (not his real name) and I have been planning to paint our house for a long while, however, like most of our DIY projects (see also: all of them), preparing for one thing...leads to eleven more unplanned projects...which need to be addressed, first...before we can even begin thinking about starting on...ummmmm...wait, what WERE we talking about, again? [blows bangs out of eyes, looks down at hands, picks at chipped fingernail polish] OH YEAH! Painting the house. Right. So, it doesn't help that one of us is more of a...let's just sit back and wait...perhaps think about this a little more, rationally...type person. While the other one of us is all...ohhhhhhhh, let's just throw caution to the wind and get'r done, already...DAMMIT!!! Guess which one of us is which. Go ahead. I'll wait. [taps foot, counts one Mississippi, two Mississippi] IT'S ME!!! I am so NOT a good sit back... Read more →

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Outing (and then dousing) my social media-shy husband for the #IceBucketChallenge!

Many of you already know my husband, Garth (not his real name) does NOT allow me to use his real name, let alone post pictures of him, here on my blog. Aaaaaand, especially for new friends visiting with us for the first time, here's why: because living with a professional dork is hard, yo. Tagging him on Facebook? Yeah, that would be a big HELL NO and FUHGEHTABOUTIT! However, one of our mutual Facebook friends tagged him for the #IceBucketChallenge to help bring awareness to ALS, because she knows my husband has a REAL BIG heart and will out (and douse) himself for charity. He waited until our oldest daughter got home from work (at well past our bedtime o'clock) and here's the most awesome part: he got the whole family involved! Our youngest was in charge of the cue card...what?...it was late o'clock!...while our middle girl took the video... Read more →

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I am not superstitious, but I am a little stitious.

He's drinking out of the dog's water bowl, WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?!? I remember the first time I got "my cards read," I was my youngest girl's age (12 going on 42) and it freaked me out, big time. Her name was Charlotte, she was a friend of my Aunt Theresa's and she practiced cartomancy, which sounds an awful lot like gastromancy, but has nothing to do with being romantically involved with someone who works for the gas company -- although, considering today's economy, it certainly would be a perk. "You will marry a man, with 5 letters in his name and you will have 4 children." You See?!? Garth (not his real name) has five letters in his name, for real too! "Your brother will have a career in the Army and marry the Colonel's daughter." BINGO!!! Although, I'm not exactly sure what rank my SIL's father was. Still,... Read more →

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