Tag Archives: Marriage

October 26

ONWARDS & UPWARDS

Lizzi, Not only did you write this post in less than an hour because I wasn’t able to manage a single word, but you did it because  you love me.  This may not be the best place or way to tell you how much I love and appreciate our friendship but it’s how I am […]

June 25

The Man(di) Cave Gets Intimate (Kind of)

Turn down the lights. Pull on something more comfortable. I have a treat for you today. I’ve invited some very special guests to join me in the Man(di) Cave, and we are getting a little … er … ahem … intimate. Come on in. Sit down. Take off your shoes. Let me introduce you to […]

June 22

Seven Simple Tips To Make Her Happy

Each month, the SisterWives have dedicated at least one day to getting inside the mind of a man, three men actually, when we invite our favorite male bloggers to enlighten us on some of the things we (I’m speaking for women here) question about them. We haven’t necessarily played fair though, so today, I’m opening […]

May 07

The Man(di) Cave

It’s not every day that we get to have three men on our blog at the same time. Actually, it’s not every day, it’s once a month, and this month, I’m happy to introduce you (as if you don’t already know them) to three of our favorite guys here at SisterWives. You’ve most likely seen […]

April 06

The Man (di) Cave Debut

Men fascinate me. I grew up in a house surrounded by testosterone, and I always thought I understood those strange creatures of the opposite sex. But the more conversations I have with my brothers, my my male friends, with my husband, the more I realize I really know nothing other than they like boobs and […]

July 24

Cleaning Out My Heart Rooms

There are a few more Sisterwives than you see here. Laura played a very large part in this blog coming to life. It is only fitting that she should be the first to post a submission here, although it doesn’t seem appropriate to refer to this as a guest post. Laura is a part of […]

July 14

The Saboteur

Is it back? I don’t know yet, but am watching, waiting, to see whether the proverbial bad penny is back in my life for another round. And I’m scared.