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I found the perfect present for my hubby: Bonny Becker's children's book: The Sniffles for Bear (Bear and Mouse). It's like giving him a self-portrait! I'm so terribly ill Because whenever hubby gets sick, he acts like Bear. Whining and acting like he's on death's door. And just like Bear, he doesn't really wánt to...

When we left the city to move to the country my husband and I couldn't agree on lots of things. One of them was what kind of lamps we should get. I wanted a beautiful chandelier I wanted beautiful chandeliers. My husband didn't know what he wanted. But one thing he did know: no chandeliers....

And my husband spoke and he said unto me: 'I have not seen fit to give you my neglected old desk, filled with yellow pages from 1999, and other stuff I have forgotten I have, to you. I have received your request, and rejected it. I'd rather have my desk just standing there, doing nothing...

Hubby slipped on the stairs in the train station, while trying to race the other travelers for the exit. Obviously this is not without risk, because he wears Birkenstocks come rain, snow, icy sleet, hail or shine. Hence he is now sporting an eye decorated with all kinds of unfashionable colours. Every day he studies...