Thursday, November 26, 2015

We had made our lists and checked them twice. We had removed all extraneous jewelry. We had packed everything in 3 ounce clear travel sizes.

It was 9 balmy degrees. This was up from the low of zero midday.

As the children grow and change I have really enjoyed watching how the interaction between adult and child changes.

I love Christmas. I love the holidays, the happiness, the warm glow of twinkle lights.

By the time you read this, it will be Christmas.

The nice thing about marriage is that you have sort of a built in failsafe for those days when even though you love them, you really don’t LIKE your spouse very much.

’Tis the season to snuggle with your smartphone on the sofa.

Every once in a while I receive a note asking about something I wrote about some time ago. This time it was a sweet email asking about how things went with the Summer of Squalor.

I’ve had my smartphone for almost three years (that’s practically a golden anniversary in the tech world), and I have become that person who, when faced with a new challenge or task, says ‘I think I have an app for that.’

I’m a dog lover who doesn’t necessarily always like dogs.