The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Nathan

My husband is bending over the sink, deveining some shrimp. I personally think all shrimp should already come deveined. But hey, I get to stare at his butt, so keep getting those unprepped shrimp, honey!  So yeah, I was watching him pluck the veins out of the shrimp while muttering about how painstaking the process is, which made …

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Until it Sleeps

Sleep. It’s a commodity around here. When the opportunity arises, I grab it like an addict grabs for her drug, saliva dripping from my mouth, tasting the anticipation. Nathan has made it clear, however, that he does not share my sentiment. The past few days, Nathan has decided to rip up his previous sleep schedule with a …

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