What could be better on Christmas than the gift of a brand-spankin’ new Buntology.com, along with a brand-spankin’ new video? Nothing!
My husband and I just celebrated our 30th wedding anniversary.
Being married for 30 years is significantly more impressive than 25 years, although the 25th anniversary is typically the one that gets the big party and all the attention.
It’s a whole new decade of marriage. It’s like turning the big 3-0 as compared to 25.
Since I got married at 26, the “married me” years now clearly outnumber the “not married me” years. This is just one more sign of being middle aged that occurs to me at 2 a.m.
I have reached the point of being married where others ask for my advice.
What is the secret to a successful marriage? First of all, just because you are married for a long time does not mean the marriage is successful. It may mean you haven’t figured a way out that doesn’t result in a jail sentence or homelessness. Several times during our 30 years both of these possibilities forced us to suck it up and “work out” our differences.
I believe having a very big house is the key to a happy marriage.
Today is Father’s Day and even though I no longer have anyone to buy a card for, I can’t help but read through the choices until I find one that would have amused My Dad.
My father, Frank Friedman, would take forever to read his cards. He would make a big production out of it. Like most things involving my father it could go from entertaining to irritating depending on my age and mood.
As a teenager almost everything my father did embarrassed me.
Several weeks ago, John Travolta was thrown into the spotlight when his son Jett died suddenly from what turned out to be a seizure. The media and the public couldn’t wait to place blame for the tragedy on the Travolta’s belief in Scientology and the apparent rumor that they refused the medical treatment that may have saved their son.