Category Archives: Trophy Husband

As you know, George and I were together for about 14 years (dated for 3, married for almost 11). And in that 14 years, there were some things I never saw George do. Simple, little things like unloading the dishwasher … Continue reading →

It was G’s 58th birthday yesterday! Fifty f*cking eight! Whoa. And we celebrated together! Obviously, George wanted his free birthday burger at Red Robin so we made plans to go there. At first, it was just going to him and … Continue reading →

As I think you probably know, G has no shame. And no, that hasn’t changed since we divorced. First, he’ll tell me what I should buy him for his birthday or for Christmas. What’s weird is that we never really … Continue reading →