I’ve perpetuated the over-aggrandizement of a holiday that should pass relatively unnoticed.
Getting any information from him is like pulling teeth.
Every sentence the under-sixes utter is about themselves: “I wanna …. (fill in the blank)”, “Look at me!”, and so on.
When I lost – or, rather, misplaced – my reading glasses yesterday, my husband pointed out that he wasn’t the only one who loses things. You see, if you’ve been … Continue reading
There’s something magical about a county fair. It has an innocence about it; it hearkens back to a time when people enjoyed games and events that didn’t involve a screen … Continue reading
Last weekend, I was sitting on the sofa downstairs, playing something or other on my iPad. My son, who’s 14 years old, came down the stairs and announced to me … Continue reading
I am an expatriate: an American citizen, now living in the Netherlands. But I’m not entirely comfortable with the putting myself in that category: “expatriate.” When I first heard the … Continue reading
I am a visitor here in Bellingham. I’m staying with a host family: people I didn’t know until I met them and moved in with them on April 12th. Ann … Continue reading