#mawwidge

[disasterbiwriter]

anyone else rarely argue with their partner, until you're in the middle of something entirely mundane - like packing a suitcase or buying canned pasta sauce??

[notgeorgelucas]

Life With Red

ME: Sad news. Anne Rice died last night.

RED: She’s not dead. She’s just interrogating life from the wrong perspective.

[ggsstudies]

1/28/19

i had a presentation in french class the other day on the marriage, birth, and death traditions in madagascar. i was designated marriage in my group and i got a 90 on the presentation which i’m happy with because i definitely did not conjugate my verbs correctly in the presentation lol whoops!

do you guys want tips on how i prepare for presentations?

xo- gg

[imaginarycircus]

Yes. We’re a middle aged couple who capped a dinner out with romantic flu shots.

[dreadpiratekhan]

Love is friendship that has caught fire. It is quiet understanding, mutual confidence, sharing and forgiving. It is loyalty through good and bad times. It settles for less than perfection and makes allowances for human weaknesses.

Ann Landers

[disasterbiwriter]

today's my 14th wedding anniversary, and my husband and I spent 3 hours of it tending to a constipated child.

[notgeorgelucas]

I am still, after 34 years of an incredible life with this woman, utterly stunned that she said “yes”. Also forever grateful.

My daughter tells us we’re her “OTP”. That amuses the hell out of us.

She is my partner, my muse, my confidant, and my best friend. I live to make her laugh. I can’t imagine a life without her; it’d be so empty.

As she has often said, “It’s never been boring.” Also, “Divorce? Never. Murder? Occasionally.”

Thank you for saying yes, Red.

[imaginarycircus]

15 years ago this eve David and I went on our first date. He’d given me his phone number in a bar when I was super drunk and he patiently listened to my entire life story, 85% of which I don’t even remember telling him.

He came to pick me up at my house and I was so nervous I was bouncing off the walls. Partly because I’d been so drunk when we met that I wasn’t sure what he’d be like when I was sober and partly because I didn’t date for five years. So when he showed up I ran down the hallway in my apartment and flung open the door and kissed him. Just a quick peck, but he later told me he wasn’t nervous after that. I continued to be super nervous for at least half of the dinner. Thankfully he found it endearing or something. I think we kissed on every street corner on the walk back to my house and then decided to go have tea and keep chatting.

He is my anchor. I’ll never have enough time with him in this life and I teared up thinking about at dinner because I am made of feelings and wonky joints.