In preparation for a camping trip this weekend, I rummaged through the garage this afternoon and dragged out a stuff sack full of gear that I’ve had since around 1994. (Yes, I’m getting old.) I remember buying most of the stuff for a trip to Belize I took with two guy friends. Their plan, which…
Family
Some nights…
When I drag Callum forcibly out of the bathtub, and towel him off as I lift him into his bedroom, I’m struck by his sheer joy at being completely naked. When he takes off his shoes, he sometimes giggles as the fresh air hits his feet, and the naked Callum represents that same shoeless sentiment,…
Sentimental torture
I must have a deep-seated need to burst into tears, because I put on the Dixie Chicks "Lullaby" this morning, and 2 seconds in I was bawling. I first heard the tune on a photo montage someone had put together on the first year anniversary of her daughter’s adoption. It was so moving that I…
The Big Questions
Here’s one of the big questions that is keeping me up nights. Is dryer lint compostable? Because that’s what it’s all about for me lately: compost. I mean, I can’t get organized enough to ensure fruits and veggies don’t rot in my refrigerator, but at least once I’ve discovered rot in progress I can throw…