Category: bob squared

The Seven Year Itch…

Sara

Seven years ago I married a boy I met on the internet. Statistically, we should be seeing a decline in our relationship at this point. The Seven Year Itch is something that actually happens according to research. I’d say for us, the longer we’re together, the better we get. Does that make us special? No. Not really. Plenty of people survive statistics. My parents have been married for fifty years. It’s not always rainbows and… Keep reading…The Seven Year Itch…

The heart don’t listen…

Sara

…to words of wisdom I could never get myself to understand… I am in an extremely fortunate and privileged position in that I don’t have to work. (Not that my mental state is really in any condition to, but that’s a whole other discussion.) Bob has a good job that provides us with a comfortable income. We can pay our bills, save money, and budget for the things we want. He is okay with me… Keep reading…The heart don’t listen…

Another perfect lie…

Sara

Conversations in Geek Love: You couldn’t have told me that nine years ago? R: Can I park there? What does that sign say? S: “Patients with children parking only.” R: Oh fine then. Whatever. S: If I have a kid, but don’t have them with me, can I still park there? Technically I’m a patient with a child. R: I think you need to have the kid with you. S: Whatever. Just because I don’t… Keep reading…Another perfect lie…

Don’t wanna mess this up…

Sara

Sometimes I find myself falling into the abyss of reading old blog posts. I’ll go to look for something I wrote and suddenly it’s six pages of posts later. And in the process I usually completely forget what I was originally looking for in the first place. Par for the course. Most interesting to me are the posts about writing. A lot of my writing about writing is pretty much just me talking my way… Keep reading…Don’t wanna mess this up…

Seventy-six days…

Sara

I was rifling through some old files recently, falling into a rabbit hole of bad web design and a whole lot of writing notes for stories long forgotten, and I found a blog post. I have no idea if it was ever actually posted. It would have been on my Live Journal, but I’m too lazy (and frankly, too avoiding-bad-memories) to go through and look for it. It’s nothing terribly ground breaking. It’s just a… Keep reading…Seventy-six days…

Five…

Sara

In September 2007, if you’d told me in two months I’d meet the love of my life and in two years I’d be married to him, I would have written you off as bat-shit crazy. Oh ye of little faith. It’s been five years since Bob and I got married. In a lot of ways I feel like I’ve known him forever. In others, HOLY CHRISTMAS how has it been five years already? (Seven together… Keep reading…Five…