BY Laurie Stone
Entertainment
Sometimes you go to an event and expect one thing, but end up with something better. This happened when my husband Randy bought two tickets to hear Gordon Lig…
Author: Laurie Stone
Laurie Stone writes from the woods of Easton, Connecticut. Her work has appeared in the Huffington Post, Pick the Brain, and Living the Second Act among others. She also produces the blog ”Musings, Rants & Scribbles “, a site that explores growing up, growing older, and growing (hopefully) wiser.
BY Laurie Stone
Sex
After over 40 years of wedlock, you realize you can love someone and still drive each other crazy. You even learn no topic is too small, picky or ridiculous to…
BY Laurie Stone
Sex
God bless my husband, Randy. He’s doing something soon he really doesn’t want to do. If left to his own devices, he’d be relaxing in front of the television or…
BY Laurie Stone
Entertainment
Sometimes when the world becomes too much to bear, its nice going back to things we loved in childhood. The other day I discovered Amazon Prime has reruns of …
BY Laurie Stone
Sex
I came upon my wedding picture recently, taken June 7th, 1980. My husband Randy and I were 23 years old. We knew nothing much except we loved each other. But l…
BY Laurie Stone
Sex
My husband Randy and I are a good team. We always have been. And yet, as we’ve both adjusted over the years to his retirement, and him being home all the time, I s…
BY Laurie Stone
Sex
Like Sisyphus rolling that rock up the hill, only to have it tumble back down, Randy and I have been having the same arguments for years. They’ve become as pre…
BY Laurie Stone
Sex
Any mother with twenty-something year-old sons knows it’s hard watching your guys navigate the baffling world of women. Most females are raised to be pass…
BY Laurie Stone
Sex
My parents just celebrated their 60th wedding anniversary. I wondered what it’s like going through life with the same person for so long. The other d…
BY Laurie Stone
Life
Have you ever reached a certain age and can’t believe you’re there? It seems like yesterday you’re young and dewy-eyed and in no time at all, you’re in the ‘…
