Our little flower girl
Elysha gave Clara her bridesmaid’s bouquet on the morning after her friend’s wedding. Needless to say Clara was thrilled. I received these videos on the way to the Patriots game…
Elysha gave Clara her bridesmaid’s bouquet on the morning after her friend’s wedding. Needless to say Clara was thrilled. I received these videos on the way to the Patriots game…
Last week I criticized this sentence in Roger Angell’s recent New Yorker piece on the demise of the post office: Troops in Afghanistan and, until lately, Iraq keep up by…
Tonight I am grateful for the fifteen minutes that my daughter spent cuddling with me before bed, as well as her subsequent request that I place her in the crib…
A brand new fan of my books, who lives in the UK and received both my books for Christmas, has been reading my blog over the past couple weeks, beginning…
I stop at the 7-11 a few blocks from my house several times a week, to pick up a Diet Coke after my workout, a gallon of milk when we…
The subject of gratitude journals arose during Michael Kindness’s review of Enjoy Every Sandwich: Living Each Day As If It Were Your Last on the most recent episode of Books on…
Just kidding. In answer to some recent queries, no, my wife and I have decided not to find out the sex of our child before he or she is born.…
My guest post on The Undercover Soundtrack is up today. The Undercover Soundtrack is a blog that invites authors to share the music behind the novels that they write. In…
Iowa and New Hampshire, with their early caucuses and primaries, often play enormous roles in determining our Presidential candidates (as you probably know). Many a Presidential hopeful has resigned after…
Clara and I arrived at the store. I parked the car. “Okay, sweetie. We need to go inside and pick up my tuxedo. Then we can go to lunch.” “I’ll…