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33: The Perfect Pair of Sunglasses

The Perfect Pair of Sunglasses If men liked shopping, they’d call it research. ~Cynthia Nelms Mike, my husband of thirty-plus years, said he needed to buy new prescription sunglasses and he said he wanted a pair that resembled his best friend Doug’s non-prescription wraparound 1960s-style black ones. Mike thinks Doug is cool… very cool. I could tell Mike had his heart set on wraparound glasses but I couldn’t help thinking, “With your strong prescription, astigmatism and narrower face you will have a very tough time finding glasses that fit and that will work, but you go, guy.” I said, “Mike, go ahead and do your research; then I’ll go to the store and help you decide which pair to buy.” After many years of marriage I had finally figured out an approach to shopping that makes him happy and saves my sanity; he works alone, at least at first. No matter what Mike decides to buy these days he does Internet research first; he investigates all possible models of whatever it is he needs, often creating a spreadsheet to more easily show me the possible choices and the pros and cons of each. In his next phase he visits actual stores; he checks out the different models, debates the merits of each with any and all available salespeople... (more)
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34: The Lottery

The Lottery Forget the lottery. Bet on yourself instead. ~Brian Koslow We left the Virgin Islands in 1995. We sold Valkyrie, a very sad time indeed. Many of you have heard the one about “the happiest part having a boat is when you buy it and when you sell it.” Well, I must say it depends. We lived on this boat for ten years. It brought us through some pretty dangerous yet unforgettable times. We loved her. But we decided that we had played enough. We had worked hard but had little to show for it. We were going to find a job driving a boat for someone else. We were going to grow up and go to work! We stacked all our belongings on a four foot by four foot pallet, had it shrink wrapped, and sent to Florida’s east coast. From there we had it trucked to Judith’s parents’ vacation home in Cape Coral, Florida. Judith’s parents were in Michigan, so we had the house to ourselves. In the evening we would sit down after dinner to watch television. When we were in the islands, we had rabbit ears on a 9-inch black and white TV with two stations available. On a windy night the boat swung around on the mooring so that the picture came and went often. Back in civilization, TV was a great new distraction. This one particular evening the news people were... (more)
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35: Sneaking Up On Commitment

Sneaking Up On Commitment A man without a wife is like a vase without flowers. ~African Proverb Forever can be a long time. For many people, the idea of committing to something or someone for forever can be so right-in-your-face intimidating, it’s often easier to avoid it at all cost. This was certainly the case for me when Ann and I first met. Ann and I met in the hallway prior to a workshop entitled More Money. Our homework assignment was to list 100 things we wanted to do, be or have. I listened as Ann shared with another participant two items on her list: a committed relationship and a romantic relationship. As a way to enter into the conversation (in my own smartass style), I asked her why those were two separate items? Didn’t it make more sense to combine them into one — a committed and romantic relationship? I then made sure I sat next to her in class, since being in a committed relationship was on my list as well, and I found her to be cute and very engaging. A few weeks later, after going out on three or four dates, I informed her I was ready for a committed, romantic relationship and asked if she was ready as well. I still remember the shocked look on Ann’s face as she backed away from me saying, “Whoa, whoa, whoa — not so fast! If... (more)
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36: Taking His Measure

Taking His Measure A good time to laugh is any time you can. ~Linda Ellerbee For nearly two decades I’d dallied on the dating block, so by the time I got around to saying “I do,” the adjectives “blushing” and “young” had expired. I was, at best, a “new” bride. As my friends would attest, I undertook my new wifely duties like any other job I’d ever had — I was going for employee-of-the-year. During my reign as dream wife I pledged to concoct culinary pleasures the likes of which would make Julia (if she were alive) weep; I vowed to out-Martha Martha as the diva of domestic decorating, and finally I swore I’d buy my guy some new drawers — underwear that is. His briefs were the ten-year-old leftovers from the days he’d lived at home and his mother had bought them. I paused to think about my “for better or worse” vows. Clearly this couldn’t extend to underwear so I called my husband at work with that nauseating niceness of newlyweds. “Hey sweetie, I’m going shopping today — thought I’d get us both a little something. I’m thinking thoooongs,” I said in my breathy voice. “There’s two feet of snow on the ground; I don’t get it... (more)