Giants are Snotty

I somehow missed the gene most of my family has for vivid dreaming. My dad could write novels out his dreams and possibly outsell Stephanie Meyer. Did you all know that’s how the Twilight Saga was born? Probably, you did. I basically dream about tornadoes and generally I’m not even scared. No bestseller coming outContinue reading “Giants are Snotty”

Girls and Their Shoes

I’m the kind of parent that lets my kids dye their hair blue, watch R-rated movies, and walk to the library by themselves. Sometimes I think I’m just naturally a liberal parent and sometimes I think I’ve needed to become one because the children have signaled that’s what they need. Okay truth: Eleanor has signaledContinue reading “Girls and Their Shoes”

New Year New Adventure Part II

Sorry if you’re uninterested in Pittsburgh, but there’s more you should know about it. For instance, I found my dream house, or rather, dream condo. It’s in a church. On the South Side  (the artsy side) there is an old church that’s being renovated into condo units; it’s called Angel’s Arms, and the units areContinue reading “New Year New Adventure Part II”

New Year New Adventure

I am in a hotel. I think I’m one of the few people that really enjoys them. I love the sense of adventure of being away from home. Unlike my house, hotels aren’t messy. There are two TVs and a pool. Beyond that there’s a sense of unpredictability. For example, the guy at the frontContinue reading “New Year New Adventure”

It’s Sorta Been Like Potty-Training In the Desert

Our family has this story about potty-training in the desert. I just ran across the photo, but as much as I embarrass myself on Sundays, I figured I better spare sweet little Magnolia the trauma of posting the using-the-plastic-pink-potty-on-the-side-of-the-highway picture. I’ll just tell the story instead. So, from previous posts you know that Josh IContinue reading “It’s Sorta Been Like Potty-Training In the Desert”