It’s Cade’s turn with the stomach bug. It was his turn all night, in fact. So he’s home with me today while Claire is at school. And since he is busy laying on the sofa and asking me to turn on the AC (it is 30 degrees outside and maybe 70 inside) as he is...
One. Jess is my hair person. I adore her for her talent, but mostly for the conversations we inevitably have. She’s young and smart and a dreamer. She doesn’t own a computer or a cell phone. She says she likes coming home to messages on her machine. She likes the sound of human voice....
I married a very private man. And even though I don’t even blink before posting pictures of us, I need to keep in mind that we’re different that way. And so I’ll post pictures of the reception and of our BBQ later next week (off to shoot someone else’s wedding this weekend). So when...
I have really young parents. Really young. They were quite the couple in High School. She was in student counsel and quite the popular cheerleader. He was the bad boy on a motorcycle who had a love of leather jackets. Like a moth to a flame she was. And from that whirlwind, crazy young...
You may be sorry that you spoke, sorry you stayed or went, sorry you won or lost, sorry so much was spent. But as you go through life, you’ll find – you’re never sorry you were kind. ~Herbert Prochnow
