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How do I explain a data protection software that facilitates over-the-air updates from the cloud? The cloud. What is the cloud? Bean, the problem is that I could not explain it if I tried.
Netflix, go play trivia at the neighborhood pub with another couple we don’t like that much but are too lazy to break up with.
An infinite amount of time spent unloading the dishwasher and waiting in line at the grocery store.
The key to a happy life is wanting what you already have.
A wife is someone with a skin-care routine, someone who has a signature potluck dish, someone who sends thank-you notes.
Pregnancy hunger is not like regular hunger. It has a viciousness to it, like my stomach isn’t empty, it’s enraged.
Lately, time seems to move like that, like as soon as I get my hand firmly around a moment, it has turned to dust and there’s a new moment to try and grasp.
we stare at each other, in that endless slow gaze of two women who are both surprised and not surprised at all to learn a man has lied.
It’s the only place in the world that is just yours (but it’s not yours, and is either owned by a bank or a landlord, and even then belongs mostly to the elements, that chip away at it night after night, a shingle, a window screen, until you’re forced to admit that you have absolutely no say at all).
“She looks just like you,” I say. Does she? I have no idea. I just say that to anyone who shows me a picture of their kid.
That look that says I am serious but I also spend lots of time picking up LEGOs.
A couch is like a mother, takes all your weight, asks nothing in return.
Like the weight of all his disappointment is a sack of sand on top of him, holding him down in the car seat.
“I just think we need to be realistic,” I say. The words of every wife ever.
People have done harder things than this. People have been through worse than this. Nobody I know, but still, people.
To Miles, my second bean, who reminded me that I hate being pregnant enough that I could write a whole novel about it. We touched the void together and lived to tell the tale. I’m so glad.
