Posts Tagged ‘Mr. Candy’
Feb 25, 2010
“Can’t we get something in the mail besides bills, bills, bills?” Mr. Candy had grumbled earlier this week. Ask and you shall receive, my dear hubby. Because an exciting offer just arrived for you in our mailbox!
Feb 2, 2010
It was that critical make-or-break point. Twenty-two years old and three months into our relationship, Mr. Candy and I were having “The Talk” at a cozy Manhattan bar over chicken fingers and too many bottles of wine.
Dec 14, 2009
When I posted my list of favorite things, some of you asked if Mr. Candy could suggest his fave items for new babydaddies. He’s been traveling like a fiend lately (fun for him AND me… ugh), so he asked me to be his not-so-secret ghostwriter, and even gave me pointers on the jokes he would [...]
Oct 8, 2009
Baby Math with Mr. Candy: In Deep Doo-Doo
I remember going shopping for Skylar before she was born. Candy picked out a giant box of diapers. As I was putting it into the shopping cart, she grabbed another giant box without hesitation. In disbelief, I exclaimed, “How much do you think this little [...]
Sep 20, 2009
MR. CANDY: Wow. Colbie Smulders doesn’t even look pregnant!
ME: Um, she had her baby a couple months ago.
MR. CANDY: Oh. [PAUSE] Wow. She lost her weight fast.
Sep 17, 2009
“We have to go out on a date at LEAST every other week after the baby comes,” Mr. Candy and I had agreed. That agreement was made was WAY back in the day, a whole seven weeks ago, when I was still pregnant, naive and showered.
Aug 12, 2009
Anyone who’s followed my column with even infrequent regularity knows Mr. Candy and I have enjoyed our fair share of partying. (Translation: If it weren’t for the apples and oranges in sangria, we would have starved.) Yes, we may have been drunkards, but at least we were realistic drunkards, waiting for the day [...]
Aug 4, 2009
Baby Math
With Mr. Candy
Not being the creative one in the family, I could never hope to capture in words the joy and happiness I experienced when I first saw Skylar. The love I feel in my heart is indescribable. However, as the “economical” one in the family (some less “economical” would say “cheap”), I [...]
