RL Maizes, The Washington Post | Sunday January 17, 2016
On the wall in our living room hangs a painting my husband, Steve, and I brought home from Ireland six months ago. It's a picture of flowers and the ocean and would be lovely to look at if the picture hanger didn't show above the top. I could ask Steve to fix it, but I'm afraid of becoming a cliche, the nagging wife. And the truth is, I once would have fixed it myself...