Marie Kondo and Pee-Wee Herman are almost the same person.
“I said I was an amazing driver, not an awesome driver. That makes me sound like a camp counselor who wears cargo pants.”
One of the nice things about where I live is that it is laid back. Traffic is light. Truck-sized parking is free and easy. If you go to a big […]
The world does not open until 11 a.m. We wander through Norway, Mexico, England and France.
There will never be time to follow each trail to the truth of a person or a situation by these slight wisps, but to delete the email is to erase some part of the person. It feels unkind.
Here we are. Another year has passed. We are thinking about you. We have stamps.
Christmas is a mother’s realm, her undoing, or her finest hour.
Throw in some political commentary with your professionally carved pumpkin. Really think about it. It’s an important part of your family’s brand.
Add aux cable to the list of crap that breaks. Cord in car now frayed and music cuts out. Have suffered enough.
Is your essential self like the idea for an initiative that later turned into a committee that became a task force and now you, the tradition of you now well established is, at say 50, hardly able to imagine that you were ever not thus?