Texas Wahine's Articles In Personal Relationships
April 3, 2007 by Texas Wahine
I came to this realization today as I was walking my children to school.  I saw a fat Soldier in his PTs with his fat knees and his chubby face and it just clicked. All along I have tried to fight this because I get so annoyed by men, especially fat or otherwise physically less-than-ideal men, making negative comments about overweight women.  The beauty standards American women are held to are so obnoxious, and it was refreshing to think that at least one sex could still get by wit...
February 14, 2006 by Texas Wahine
Yep, I ruined it. I've managed to cast a shadow over many different holidays and special occasions throughout the years. It's never intentional, but somehow it snowballs into something ugly and leaves me wishing for a "do over". It started over a week ago. I noticed a charge on our statement from the engraving place on post for about $13. This place also sells watches, but not for $13. I ASSUMED (ah, big mistake there, huh?) that Adrian was having something engraved for me for Valen...
February 1, 2006 by Texas Wahine
In the quiet of the morning, after the kids had been shuffled off to school and I had dropped my husband off at work, I was treated to the acoustics of an argument of monumental proportions. It was so quiet in my house. No TV, no radio, no dryer running, no kids chattering, or video games blaring. I could hear them as if I were in the room with them. I didn't just hear muffled shouting. I heard recognizable voices and specific phrases. This couple fights a lot. The wife has joked t...
October 20, 2005 by Texas Wahine
I'm not one to believe in the romantic idea that there is one right person for everyone. I believe that there are people out there who can be WRONG for each other, but I believe that for each person there are tons and tons of people they could make it work and be happy with. Having said that, I'm amazed that I ended up with such a good match. I come from a small town, where dating a local is like dating your brother. I mean, my dating experience was so limited by my age and the availa...
July 3, 2005 by Texas Wahine
I have been home for a few months now but it still borders on surreal. I keep expecting to wake up in a dark metal container so far away from everything I know. A different world... But instead I wake up in a nice large bed, in beautiful Hawaii, next to my even more beautiful wife. Sometimes, I will sit and look at her and draw her essence into me, a sort of secret ritual I would never tell her about for fear that she would think I'm silly. She is so much to me, she affects every fa...
June 15, 2005 by Texas Wahine
A big thank you to Chrissy for the inspiration for this blog. I won't presume that I speak for all women with this, but I strongly suspect I'm not alone on this, either. What we want is an intentional act that demonstrates effort and interest. That's it. We want you guys to set out to do something for us that requires some sort of effort on your part and that shows that you've paid attention to what we like and who we are. This is not all that difficult, and it's certainly...
April 25, 2005 by Texas Wahine
What makes a woman beautiful? Is it shiny blonde locks that tumble gracefully down her back? Is it perfectly groomed brows with arches that peak just above the iris? Is it wide, sparkling eyes framed by thick, dark lashes? Full, pouty lips? High cheekbones? Large, taut breasts that sit high on her chest? A tiny, trim waste punctuated by tight, defined abs and a perfectly formed navel? Slim hips that slightly contrast the waist but allow for a clear view of two angular ...
January 13, 2005 by Texas Wahine
I love you so very much. I would die for you. I would kill for you. I would crawl through miles of broken glass for you. My love for you has no end . . . it stretches out to eternity and it doesn't end there. My love for you is unconditional. No matter where you go in this world or what you do, it will always be there for you. I love you, but . . . if the thought of staying with me makes you feel trapped and uneasy and sick and awful, then let me go. I love you, but . . . if my ...