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Miss Lee

Two professional women: both married with kids and both juggling clients, reports, potty training, packed lunches, chores, dogs, cats, errands, husbands and …”what was that you said? SEX?”
That three-letter word that once was so frequent, so liberating, so yummy has been sidelined in a sea of life, work and snot.
It is time.
Time to put sex back on a pedestal by injecting some extra spice into our relationships.

Warning: Sex will get you pregnant

It’s pretty good that we got 25 missions handled before we had to take a break. That’s what I tell myself. However, I have a better excuse than Duch for my absenteeism from MDI of late. First, I accepted another job. Then, six hours after signing an offer letter for that job, I made the […]


I’ve been absent from Mission: Do It of late. There are several good reasons, but as much as I try to blame a myriad of things, the truth is I’ve not had the heart lately. Mission: Do It was born for me following a devastating personal loss last November. Tomorrow marks the one-year anniversary. The […]

“Where did that come from?”

I tell Mr. Lee the missions at the first of the week, and usually am met with a snide remark about how ridiculous I am, which is true. For the sexting mission, I waited until Thursday to execute, hoping it would allow him time to possibly forget why I was doing it. Sometimes, he doubts […]

Couch to 5k

I’ve gone running with my neighbor more than twice in the last three weeks. That is more than I’ve done as far as an exercise routine in about 15 years. Usually, I consider carrying the littlest Lee (who is quite big), changing the five-gallon water jug on the cooler at work, and walking to soccer practice sufficient to […]

The Limits of Love

Apparently, Mr. Lee has limits. Allow his sex life to be plastered all over a blog? “That’s cool.” Allow me to take a picture of him wearing his underwear, reindeer antlers, hippie glasses and vampire teeth while yielding a Nerf gun, then share it with my entire family? “Whatever.” Drink a few glasses of pineapple […]

Bling My Ding

This week’s mission ruled. Well, not the waxing part, that’s never really fun. Except the part when Cathy White, my designated junk artist, complimented my pain tolerance while she was working on my labia. Yes, I was proud to know that my reaction to having my lady parts yanked repeatedly dimmed (apparently by far) from […]

We Suck

Long before Mission: Do It, I conducted an informal survey among my friends asking what the number one point of contention in their marriage was. I fully expected everyone to say housework, since that’s what Mr. Lee and I struggled with that year (and a few of the years following), or money (since that seems […]

Surrendering Control

After last week’s frustrating strike out, I was ready to tackle this week’s mission full force, partially because the first portion would safely require only my participation. Mr. Lee (who did eventually get the yard done, fold the laundry and get to third while fulfilling this week’s mission), willingly went to three stores on Monday looking to buy the book for […]

After a while you learn…

There’s a poem by Veronica Shoftstall that I received in 1996, my freshman year of college, when email was still relatively new. It was just the ticket for an 18-year-old girl three states away from home for several months dealing with the sadness and drama of a long distance relationship that was doomed from the beginning. I didn’t know […]

Changing Lanes

I had the perfect scenario in place to fulfill this week’s mission. Tuesday night was Parent Orientation at the preschool, and I had negotiated with the Plowhand to babysit our kids so Mr. Lee and I could go together alone in the car. I had even developed a theme for my post by digging the […]