I took it slow this week after that fainting spell.
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After I came out as the author of 300 Sandwiches in the New York Post last week, it seemed anyone with a computer had an opinion about the site. Who knew sandwiches could kick off an international discourse about gender and love?
Rating: E and I were having a snow day. The Weather Channel forecasted a Nor’easter to dump 3 to 6 inches in New York. We knew we had to stock up on the essentials. “I’ll go out and buy some Baileys,” E declared.
I didn’t make any sandwiches over Labor Day weekend. This is why. E and I had little time to ourselves last week. We worked, we entertained, and we passed out every night too exhausted for pillow talk. I also got so caught up in making sandwiches that I was leaving little time for E outside […]