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Advertise Your Man
There’s a great old blues song called “Woman Be Wise” written in 1967 by iconic Blues singer Sippie Wallace. It depicts an older, wiser woman offering advice to younger ones about how to hold onto their men. Hey, I give relationship advice and I sing the blues! I really do love this song. It’s street-wise, it’s earthy and makes me and my husband laugh every time we hear it. But, is it actually wise? Well, (sorry Sippie) I don’t think so. Give a listen and see what you think. This live performance is a rare treat with Sippie and other Blues greats Bonnie Raitt and Dr. John on Letterman. You…
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In the Middle
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What Story Will You Tell?
My husband Bobby recently reconnected with his childhood friend Kevin on social media. He read me a post written by Kevin about how he’s managing quarantine. Bobby knew I would be intrigued by it because I’m endlessly interested in relationships and how we navigate our way through them. That’s a fancy way perhaps of saying that I’m nosy about people’s personal business. In my defense, I do share some pretty personal business of my own in this blog so you get equal opportunity. I’ve been thinking a lot about this extraordinary situation we’re in and how we’ll tell the stories of it to our kids and their kids. We are…
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Keep Up
It’s inevitable that your partner will change. It’s OK. Keep up. But how? How can you stay close to your spouse throughout the years? The first time I ever laid eyes on my husband was at a club. He DJ’d there, and I was bowled over by him. He had just moved to my hometown three months earlier and his full time job was as Music Director and On Air Personality at our local radio station. He had graduated from Syracuse University with a degree in Television and Radio, and had worked at a few radio stations in New York. The radio station here was a move up for him…
