When I got married, one of the bits of advice I received was to be prepared to compromise. The Husband and I were both in our thirties when we tied the knot, so we had many years of experience with Doing Our Own Thing. We have the added benefit of both being stubborn, which made
Bob Ross lied to me, y’all. You remember Bob. He had a show called The Joy of Painting. I watched it a lot when I was a kid. “Really Amy?” you ask. Yes, really. I enjoyed watching him make all works of art. One week he would paint a big tree next to a babbling
Recently The Husband and I traveled across the country to attend a high school graduation. My sister-in-law (also known as my Teenage Dialogue Consultant) was among the eager graduates. Having come from a large family, I have been to many a high school graduation. Granted, it has been a few years since I last attended
It would seem I have a lot of social media frustration these days. This is my third post on the subject. I promise I’ll move on to other topics eventually. Gotta get it all out of my system, I guess. What is today’s topic, you ask? Perhaps the mother of all internet grievances: Online Arguing.