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The No Woman

I’ve become the ‘No woman’. I don’t know exactly how it happened, but I’m not sure that I entirely care for it. Dear Husband, No you cannot buy a motorbike. It actually doesn’t matter what kind of motorbike you think you would get. The answer is still no. There’s a reason why you never hear [...]

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No, No, Me, Me!

I think it’s quite possible that all I will hear for the next year is “No! No!” and “Me!, Me!”. My ears are bleeding, seriously. I can even here the phrases echoing in my ear when she’s not saying them (because she’s asleep). I’ve been threatening to walk around all day with headphones on for [...]

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