So, flying in the face of all I think is right and good in the world, I was guilted into some yard work this weekend.
You heard me right.
YARD WORK.
Which, apparently, involves more than just picking up the beer bottles and making sure the lawn guys have a clear [...]

Dear Husband X,
It’s not you, it’s me.
Don’t get me wrong, some ladies might find pee dribble on the toilet seat horribly romantic.  Dirty talk like “let me clean your clock” may work for some.  It’s not that picking up your socks isn’t a HUGE turn on.   When you say”you look like a [...]

If I’m being honest, it’s not technically fair to talk about how I’m a newlywed and how things are all new and we’re still having sex four times a day and gazing into each others’ eyes.
Prior to my wedding, I dated Laef for 2 years and lived with [...]

Laef and I have been married for 3 months.
I think.
We have been checking the mail every day for the past 2 months in hopes that our marriage license will arrive and we can let out the final sigh, that, yes, despite some flaws (booking two limos, for example) [...]

Hey there lovelies! It’s your bestest friend on the internet, Amy Lo. Amy is sorry she missed giving you all advice last week… she cannot comment while charges are still pending, but she is innocent of all charges.

Coming up with things to write about is hard. I mean, especially when you find yourself writing for a site like Aiming Low, who’s literary standards are ridiculously fucking high.
It needs to be life altering, ya know?
Something that would make MSNBC and FOX News salivate at the [...]

About ten years ago, I got the wild idea to go swimming in the Santa Fe river around dusk. (Yes, this is gator-o-clock. I live on the edge. Of reason.)

I threw some clothes on over a bikini and dragged my then-boyfriend-now-husband George to the car. We drove just outside of High Springs, Florida to a small park/boatramp off a bumpy dirt road in the middle of nowhere.

We chattered on the way there, all caught up in that blissful honeymoon stage of our relationship. (Plus, we were still technically teenagers.) The whole thing was sort of magical, you know? The excitement of a mini-road-trip. An evening off campus. Knowing we’d be jumping into the water all half-nekkid and shivering and giggling. Good times.

A few months ago, I read a feature article on Jennifer Aniston in a magazine when she was promoting “He’s Just Not That Into You” with a few of the other cast members.
It was one of those articles where the author describes the entire fucking scene in the [...]

The honeymoon is over. We survived New York City cabs, subways and pushy street vendors on Canal Street.
We couldn’t have asked for better weather, as it never got too hot or too humid. Of course on the day that I utilized my first “wife” card (you know, the [...]

By the time this post is published I will be drunk with a slice of New York pizza dangling from my non-manicured fingers.
I will have successfully pulled off a dance routine to Lady Gaga’s Poker Face with my new husband as our first dance, and it will be [...]