Couplehood

Phones, Gas and Coffee

I’m frustrated with the hubs right now.  I tried to get ahold of him a little bit ago, to no avail.  He’s out of coffee.  Last time he ran out, he went to the store and bought a box of something he’d never tried before, Peet’s. He really liked it and asked me to get him some.  I felt bad that I forgot to get some yesterday, so he didn’t have it this morning.  It was on my list of things to do while B was at camp today.

They didn’t have any Peet’s K-cups at Costco, where I went after dropping B off at camp, and I bought cold things so I had to go straight home.  I ate my lunch and watched a show while I cooled down and then decided to head back out to get the hubs coffee.  He was out of work by this time, heading to pick B up from camp.  I called him, twice, and he didn’t pick up.

This happens a lot.  And when I say a lot I mean 75% of the times that I’ve called him over the past 19 years, he doesn’t answer.  And I’m not talking about at work; I don’t expect him to be available when he’s working.  I’m referring to when he is on his own time.  For some “mysterious” reason, his electronics, and I mean every single one that he has used, has “not worked properly”.  Even his pager before there were cell phones!  The page was never received; the phone never rang or vibrated; he didn’t get a notification that I texted him, etc., etc., etc.  Funny, when we switch devices, I have no problems with his phone but now all of a sudden he’s having problems with my phone. It’s not the device; it’s the user.

He calls me all the time just to see what we’re doing.  And if I miss his call because I’m in the bathroom, or on another floor or mowing the lawn, I call him right back.  I only call him when I need something but I can’t get through.

I called him, twice, before heading out to get him coffee to find out which flavor or brew of Peet’s he wanted.  No answer.  Fine.  I head to the garage and the gas light is on in the car.  I grab the lawn mower’s gas can and pour a gallon into the car’s tank to get me to the store and back.  Now, it’s 93 outside and The Weather Channel says it feels like 100.  I climb into the car with no A/C and the hubs calls.

TH: Did you call me?  I don’t know what happened, but it didn’t ring.
Me: You mean you didn’t hear it because you’d accidentally hit the button on the side that turns off the sound or you didn’t hear it because the radio was blaring in the car?
TH: Neither one.  I don’t know why it didn’t ring.  What did you need?
Me: (*rolled eyes* “Whatever” in my head) I wanted to tell you some good news and ask what kind of Peet’s coffee you wanted.
TH: IDK what it was called but the package was purple.  What’s the good news?
Me: I don’t feel like telling you right now.  I’m hot, I had to add gas to the car from the lawn mower and I’m irritated that, once again, I could not get ahold of you.  I want to get to the store and back into the cool house.

We hung up and I went to the store.  They are having a sale on Peet’s and only 2 of the 8 kinds remain on the shelves, neither of which is purple.  He usually likes a dark roast and neither of the ones there is a dark.  I call him to find out which of these two he wants.  Guess what?  He doesn’t pick up.  REALLY?!  Less than 10 minutes ago I told him how frustrated I was that I could not get ahold of him and he did nothing to remedy the situation?  I left him a message, repeating my frustration at not reaching him.  I also told him why I called and that I was tempted to go home without any coffee for him!

did get him coffee, though.  I have a temper but I’m not mean.  However, after putting it on the counter in front of the coffee machine, I did this to it.  Definitely immature, but it made me feel better.

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Third Time’s a Charm

Third Time’s a Charm

The first man
I fell in love with
broke my heart
when he left me.

The second man
I fell in love with
broke my spirit
When he abused me.

The third man
I fell in love with
broke my walls
when he came back for me.

The Hubs Isn’t Perfect, You Know

I say that, because a lot of women have told me that they think he is the “ideal man”.  He cooks, declutters, cleans, does the laundry, thoroughly enjoy being involved in our son’s life, doesn’t “babysit” his own child, is strong and protective when it’s warranted, is handsome and sexy, makes me laugh everyday and can make my entire body tingle with the slightest touch.

But he definitely isn’t perfect.  Just like any partner does, he knows how to push my buttons and can annoy the hell out of me.  I’m all about disclosure and am honest with y’all about me and my imperfections, so I’ve gotten the hubs’ permission to share some of his.

Here are 5 imperfect things about the hubs I don’t like:

  1. He has these black and white rules of life that make no sense and drive me insane. For example, it’s fine to eat breakfast foods at dinner but me eating dinner foods for breakfast is a crime against nature in his book.  Seriously, there are much more important things in this world to worry about.
  2. For being such a neat freak, cleaner and silent hater of how messy I keep this place, he leaves his dirty socks all over the house.  Sometimes, a sock will be on a different floor than it’s mate because they were removed hours apart!  Once they leave his feet, they are invisible to him.  I’ve even fought the urge to pick them up to see how long he’d go before doing it himself.  Two weeks.  And only then did he pick them up because he was completely out of socks.
  3. Most of the time he won’t turn the TV off.  He will be the only one watching the TV yet when he exits the room for good, he leaves it on.  ERR!  Such a waste of electricity and added noise pollution I don’t need with B reciting lines from songs or movies over and over and over…
  4. He constantly tries to regulate my body temperature for me.  He’s very observant.  He notices when I get up to put on a sweater, socks and/or slippers (because I’m cold) or when I change out of long clothes and put on shorter ones (because I’m hot).  As soon as I make a move like that, he goes to the thermostat and adjusts it.  If I put on more layers, he turns the heat up; if I change into cooler clothes he turns the A/C down.  I know what y’all are thinking – “That’s so considerate!” or “I wish my husband paid attention to me like that.”  No, it’s not!  I have been asking him, telling him, begging him for 65 years (that’s how long he said he’s been married to me today) to stop.  You know why?  Because 10 minutes after I put that sweater on, I’m roasting.  Ten minutes after going upstairs, finding a cooler outfit, changing into it and coming back downstairs, I am freezing.  I am back in the same predicament, uncomfortable temperature-wise, just at the opposite end of the thermostat now.  *sigh*
  5. No matter how many times I ask him to, he does not turn down the volume on the TV or computer before turning them off.  So when he comes downstairs at 5:30am and decides to update his timecard before going to work, I am jerked awake by the loud “BWOOOOONG” the computer makes as it boots up (do they still call turning on a computer “booting up”?  I’m dating myself here…)  On the rare occasion he does turns off the TV, it’s always at night and the volume is left pretty high because he was cooking in the kitchen and wanted to hear the game on the TV in the family room.  If I get up in the middle of the night and can’t go back to sleep or I get up with the hubs and B is still asleep, I’ll turn the TV on to watch the news or a DVR’d show I can’t watch with B around.  I don’t know about y’all’s TVs, but when we turn ours on, the volume and mute buttons are not activated until 11.25 seconds after the TV has been turned on.  Those seconds might as well be minutes and by the time I’ve launched the remote across the room at the power button on the TV, B has been startled awake and is screaming because he thinks were under attack.
So there you go; the hubs is human, after all.  And please know, these five are not the only things that bother me about him, but these are the major offensives in my book.

 

My Sweet Husband

This is our coffee machine.  Taped to it and over it are 2 notes; notes that I wrote to the hubs.  Usually, I stay up later than him and he gets up before me, so if there’s something I need him to know before he goes to work, I write him a note and stick it where I know he’ll see it.  It’s not always by the coffee maker.  Sometimes it’s stuck to something in the fridge, on another cabinet or even on the doorknob of the door through which he’ll leave.

For example, the note on the coffee machine was stuck on a bottle of creamer in the fridge that was just about empty, and the note advised there was another bottle in the extra fridge.  He’s not real good about checking the extra fridge or the pantry  shelves in the basement to see if we have replacements when something runs out.  So I left him a reminder.  I’m not writing poetry or leaving steamy love notes, but I do end them all with “I love you!!” and I put a smile under the two exclamation points.

The thing is, he never takes them down!  After the notes have been hanging around for a week or two, I rip them down in frustration and toss them into the recycle bin.  I steam over his laziness for not removing them himself.  A note hanging in the kitchen, either one I’ve written for him or myself, is important.  I want them to catch someone’s attention.  However, if there are notes hanging off all the cabinets, then none of them would catch my attention.

The blue note, above, was placed on an item in the fridge at least a month and a half ago.  After reading it, the hubs moved it to the coffee machine.  The pink note was written last week and remains where I stuck it.

Friday afternoon I asked him (in a huffy manner), “How come you never throw out the notes?!”  He looked over at them, smiled nostalgically at them and then looked at me.  There was so much love and tenderness in his face and he just smiled at me for about 10 seconds.  Finally he said, “Just ’cause,” kissed me on the forehead and walked away.

It finally dawned on me – their like souvenirs or mementos to him.  I found him and asked him, “Am I not telling you that I love you frequently enough?  Do I not say enough nice things to you?  Is that why you need to keep them?”  I was worried and wanted him to let me know if he needed something from me.  “Nope,” he replied.  They’re just his love letters and likes to see them everyday.

A Romantic Date With A Purpose Courtesy of Our 10 Year Old

Monday afternoon, I was on the phone with my brother.  I told him that our church sponsors a Date with a Purpose several months each year and the hubs and I had not been to one in probably a year.  I want to go to next month’s and asked if he would watch B while the hubs and I went out.  When I got off the phone, I found the set table in the picture to the left.  That table is currently B’s coloring/LEGO building/cars racing/lapbook creating/meal taking/action figure stage table, and when I got on the phone, it was covered with books, crayons, action figures, LEGOs and crumbs.

“What is this?” I asked B.  “It’s a romantic, date-with-a-purpose dinner for you and Daddy tonight,” he replied, with a big smile.  I just wrapped that sweet boy up into my arms, hugged him and tried, unsuccessfully, not to cry.  When I knew I could speak, I asked, “And where will you be while Daddy and I are having this romantic, date-with-a-pupose?”  “Eating in the kitchen.  And I won’t say a word,” he promised.

We not only had a romantic, date-with-a-purpose dinner with just the two of us at the table, we had dinner and a show.  B kindly selected the oh-so-romantic movie, Star Wars Episode III: Revenge of the Sith.  LOL!  It was perfect!  The candle on the table was lit, the hubs and I held hands while we ate dinner and all but two Jedis were wiped off the face of the galaxy.  It’s OK, though; The One Who Will Bring Balance to The Force was born in the end.

Superman & Lois Lane vs. Iron Man & Pepper Potts

We are big fans of The Avengers’ superheroes movies in this house, especially Iron Man.  The hubs and I got into a discussion a week or so ago about The Avengers and The Justice League and which superheroes were in which group.  Superman is in The Justice League and bringing him up got me thinking about Lois Lane and Lois got me thinking of Pepper Potts and then I started comparing the relationship between Superman and Lois Lane to that of Iron Man and Pepper Potts.  Now, I have not read any of the comic books; all I know are the movie depictions of these characters.  And although I have seen the Iron Man movies recently, I saw all the Superman movies as a child.  I did re-watch Superman I last year with B but not II – IV.  And from what I remember, I can’t help thinking, “My, my, how far we’ve come!”

Superman and Clark Kent were two different “people” and Clark purposefully hid his real identity.  Clark deliberately acted like a bumbling, clutzy, shy man with a serious lack of self-confidence.  Tony Stark – genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist – arrogantly wanted everyone to know he is Iron Man.  He is suave, debonaire and has more self-confidence than even Superman could dream of having (because he was raised to be a humble gentleman).

Lois Lane could not see the obvious right in front of her face – Clark Kent was Superman.  She didn’t want to.  She couldn’t even fathom it so she didn’t open up to it.  Not a very good reporter, if you ask me.  She was gutsy, took risks for a story and even went after stories that women were not supposed to care about or break.  But Superman always had to come and rescue her.  Pepper Potts knew what was in front of her from the beginning; she understood and accepted a long time ago and worked around Tony’s…..eccentric personality.  Just like a good teacher, Pepper sized up the strengths and weaknesses of Tony and worked with each to get the job done efficiently and well.

Pepper earned the title of CEO of Stark Industries.  I don’t know if Lois even aspired to be editor of The Daily Planet but I do know she wouldn’t have gotten it b/c she was a woman.  Superman saved Lois over and over.  Ironman came to Pepper’s rescue but she also assisted him and saved plenty of people herself.

Lois was in heat with Superman’s good looks and was impressed that he could fly.  She was looking for someone to sweep her off her feet.  Tony had to pursue and win Pepper.  She enjoys Tony in her personal life but she does not need him.

It just amazes me the difference 30 years can make in the definition of an “independent woman”.  How far we still had to go in the last 20 years of the 20th century.  SMH  And the sad part is, that although I celebrate where Pepper Potts is in the 21st century, we still aren’t where we can and deserve to be.

Anywho….Pepper Potts is my superhero.  For now.

Reading Fifty Shades of Grey: My need for a dictionary and it’s similarity to another bestselling series

We got this book a few months ago, hoping to read it together at night after B went to bed.  *snort*  The hubs could not last more than a paragraph and a half before falling asleep!  So, last week I decided to start reading the book on my own and by Chapter 5 I had come to two conclusions:

  1. I must keep a dictionary with me while I read, and
  2. It’s quite similar to the Twilight books!
Here are just a few examples of words in Fifty Shades of Gray that cause me to have a dictionary handy:
  • Castigating
  • Taciturn
  • Fisting (The dictionary was no help with this one, so I had to consult Wikipedia.  Holy crap! How does it even get in there?!  And why would you want yourself that stretched out?!)
  • Mercurial
Here are the similarities I have found between Fifty Shades and Twilight:
  • Written in the 1st person, solely from the POV of the main female character
  • Both novels take place in the Pacific Northwest
  • Anastasia and Bella are young, innocent, inexperienced, clumsy and skinny brunettes
  • They both have two male friends that want to be more, one of whom is all-American (Paul and Mike), the other being a minority (Jose and Jacob)
  • They both have flighty moms with a long list of fervent and then abandoned passions, multiple marriages and a keen insight into men when their daughter’s wish they weren’t so on the mark
  • They both want these men but the men won’t touch them
  • They both like classic literature and compare their relationships to one story in particular (Tess of the d’Urbervilles and Romeo & Juliet)
  • Christian and Edward are older in spirit than their age, they’re worldly, rich, brooding, wish they could read Anastasia’s and Bella’s minds, warn these ladies to stay away from them but they themselves cannot stay away from these ladies and rescue the ladies from harm.
  • Both men have the same hair – style and color!
  • Both men like to sniff these ladies, are hiding a deep, dark secret and have a fun-loving, teasing brother
  • Both men demand any physical relationship must be on their terms.
But then, there are similarities in other forms of entertainment, as well.  Most romantic comedies follow the same plot.  Most “heaving bosom books” (what my aunt calls historical romances because of the pictures on the front covers) are the same – innocent girl, experienced man, one’s rich, one’s poor, he’s rude, she hates him, passion ignites, he takes, she gives, their pride keeps them apart, many tears ensue and then they get together in the end.
Oh, well.  I’m happy to not be reading curriculum, researching curriculum or reading non-fiction about how to assist my son with functioning in this world.

SERIES: 31 Reasons the Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #31

#31: God
 
I’ve saved the most important reason for last.  As the hubs said in Reason #24, God brought us together but He also saved our family.  In 2008, we were unhappy individuals which made for an unhappy couple.  Although we were Christians, neither of us had been active in a Church since B was baptized. The hubs and I each had our own reasons for being miserable with ourselves and that affected the whole household.  I went to the hubs one day in September and told him I’d like us to find a church home.  I felt that if we let God into our home and learned how to have a relationship with Him, that we could be happy and peaceful.  To my surprise, the hubs said he had been thinking the same thing!  God was already working inside of us.
We decided that every Sunday, we would go to a different church in our town and then decide which one we liked the best.  We never made it past the first church.  We felt so welcomed from the moment we walked through the doors.  Someone kindly directed us to the proper Sunday school classroom for B and assisted us with signing him in.  Everyone was so friendly and accepting!  The pastor’s sermon spoke exactly to where the hubs and I were at that moment in our lives and gave us tools to help us get out.  We walked out of there with a very happy boy who could not stop talking bout everything he’d learned in Sunday school and feeling like a weight had been lifted off our shoulders.  That week was the best week in our house in a long time.  I’d never had a service experience affect my whole week before!

 

So we kept going back.  I joined a women’s Bible study class and we all relearned about God, things we’d never heard from the churches we’d grown up in.  Our church is Bible-based and has taught us how to get to know God and have a relationship with Him.  They haven’t given us a long list of rules and prayers, told us were not worthy to go to God, told us we have to go through others who are more worthy to intercede with God on our behalf.  They’ve showed us that we are children of God and He wants to be with us and wants us to let Him love us.  
Our whole lives, relationships and family have turned completely around since God has been in our hearts and our home.  Our perspectives, our reactions to challenges that arise, our view on wants vs. needs, what is important in this world and what is not, have all changed.  We were always a good match for each other and had proved over the years we would stand the test of time.  But now we are happier, at peace inside, and no longer worry about those damn Joneses.  ;o)  
 
I can do all things, through Christ, who gives me strength.  Philippians 4:13
 
The hubs and I have really enjoyed sharing these reasons with you and walking down memory lane this month.  We hope you have, too!
Don’t miss any posts in this series:
 
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #9
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #10
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #11
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #12
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #13
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #14
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #15
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #16
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #17
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #18
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #19
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #20
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #21
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #22
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #23
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #24
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #25
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #26
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #27
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #28
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #29
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #30

SERIES: 31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #30

#30: Only one of us is allowed to go “up our tree” at a time.
If you have never read the book Couplehood by Paul Reiser the hubs and I highly recommend it.  It is hilarious and very true.  Before we had B, the hubs and I liked to go on long drives in our spare time and at times we’ve lived in different states as our parents.  So during these car rides, either for pleasure or to visit family, I would read out loud to the hubs.  I am a good out-loud reader.  I can do all kinds of voices and when I know what the author sounds like, I can put their inflection and tone in my reading.  B and the hubs both enjoy it when I read out loud.  Anywho, we had many a good laugh over Couplehood, especially when Mr. Reiser described couples going “up their trees”.
“Going up your tree” basically means when you lose it, you freak out.  I’m sure you’ve all seen (or been) that person who cannot handle a crisis and simply goes up their tree.  This is the character who’s usually running around and yelling and then gets slapped by someone in a movie or TV show.  Well, when you’re a couple, you both simply cannot freak out at the same time.  One of you has to act as the sane, calm one.  Why?  Because someone has to talk the other out of their tree!  This is a sign of a strong couple, according to Mr. Reiser, and one of the reasons he and his wife, Paula, are good together: only one person goes up there tree at a time.  The other person must talk the tree climber down so then he or she can go up their tree.
The hubs and I are the same way.  There are some specific situations in which the same person goes up their tree.  Other times, it’s just whoever gets to their tree first and the other person has to be the calm one, by default.  
Don’t miss any posts in this series:
 
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #9
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #10
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #11
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #12
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #13
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #14
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #15
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #16
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #17
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #18
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #19
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #20
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #21
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #22
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #23
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #24
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #25
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #26
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #27
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #28
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #29
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #31

SERIES: 31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #29

#29: We have been willing to change for each other.
 
We took and continue to take our vows seriously:
  • To Love
  • Honor
  • Obey
  • ‘Till Death Do Us Part
That last one does not seem to be valued much in our current disposable culture.  Till death.  Not till I get bored, not till I find someone better, not till it gets hard, not till we hit a “slump” in the bedroom, not till you intentionally or unintentionally hurt me, and not till my friends or family no longer like you.
We were both in our 20s when we got married.  The people we were then were not the people we became in our 30s nor the people we are now in our 40s.  As individuals, it’s normal to grow, mature, make mistakes and learn lessons from them as we get older.  But we both had certain preconceived notions, habits, character traits that were toxic to our relationship.  We’ve been willing to change them to make the other happy, provide the other with peace of mind, have a healthier relationship and love, honor and obey till death do us part.

 

As you know from reading earlier reasons, I’ve had to stop fighting dirty, let go of the need to always be right and keep my mouth shut when the urge to criticize arises.  I’ve also had to back off and give the hubs his personal physical and mental space when needed and realize that no matter of nagging, begging, yelling nor threatening could make someone quit smoking.
The hubs had to open up and start communicating, tell me what he was thinking and feeling, ask me what I really meant or thought instead of making assumptions, quit smoking, include me in certain decisions and accept that things would not make him happy long-term.
I think one of the biggest changes you can make to ensure the survival and success of your marriage is to give up the list of “deal breakers”.  That  list of situations you believe would cause you to leave.  “If he cheated on me, it’d be over!”  You can’t make sweeping statements like that.  You really have no idea how you would react, outside of the pain and anger everyone would feel, until you find yourself in that situation.  So throw out the list of situations and it’s automatic reactions or punishments.  Meet each situation, challenge, disappointment, betrayal head-on, together, with an open, albeit broken, heart and mind.
Don’t miss any posts in this series:
 
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #9
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #10
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #11
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #12
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #13
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #14
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #15
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #16
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #17
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #18
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #19
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #20
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #21
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #22
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #23
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #24
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #25
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #26
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #27
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #28
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #30
31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years, #31
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