When you first start dating, you present your best side. You know, choosing clothing ensembles carefully (colors coordinate, no holes, no stains), styling your hair in a celebrity do, checking your breath for killer halitosis, squelching a tiny burp, trying not to rip a big one in front of your potential one-and-only. Years later, when […]
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In college, I picked up a copy of Lady Chatterley’s Lover by D. H. Lawrence. Was it as steamy as they say? Oh yeah. (Although perhaps today’s Harlequins could cause Mr. Lawrence to blush.) What bothered me most, however, was the author’s presumption that Mrs. Chatterley would be turned on by some guy talking about
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Your pillow experiences a lot. It has been squished down underneath your head, your husband’s head, and your child’s head when she shows up at 4:00 AM and crawls into bed with twelve of her stuffed animals and a ratty blanket that last saw the inside of a clothes washer weeks ago. It has soaked
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