What Doesn't Kill You Makes You Stranger

The Smell in the Station September 21, 2013

Filed under: I Meant Well — meganorussell @ 10:00 am
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When you travel, you expect to find things that are different from what you’re used to. One of those things is toilets. My husband and I watched tons of documentaries before we went to Europe, and a bunch of them said that in Italy there were some places where a toilet meant squatting over a hole in the ground. Me being the strange person that I am, I was really excited about this. I wanted to pee in the hole. (more…)


Down the Drain August 12, 2013

Filed under: Marriage Mayhem — meganorussell @ 8:05 am
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So, I was in the shower with my husband. Don’t judge, and get your minds out of the gutter. He was shaving, and since he has to shave so often the steam helps his face. I was putting my shampoo back in the caddy that hangs from the shower head, and somehow the shampoo bottle, the water, and fate itself lined up in such a way that I managed to hit myself full force in the face with a deluge of water. (more…)