Christmas birthday madness. No, not the birth of Christ, but the birth of my own boy. He was dealt the unfortunate hand of being born December 28. Which is crap, no two ways about it. No offence to all you lovely Capricorn people – it’s not as if it’s your fault – but really, [...]
It’s been a week of doors. I think there’s a message in it all, and it’s not hard to see what (Gillian: buy some new doors).
Right now, all across the country, parents of young children are in a clandestine relationship – with their trash cans. When the kids’ backs are turned, or when they’ve gone to bed, mothers and fathers are filling up recycling or garbage cans with pieces of paper that bear the art or handwriting of their little [...]
Trying times, this run-up to the visit from the man in the beard. Trying to explain to Munchkin why Santa can’t come now, this minute. Trying to tell Sweetpea that now is not the time to ask us for the next Harry Potter book, or that pair of rollerskates – that all purchases, including [...]
Interior design is more lucrative in colder places, a designer told me the other day. He does business in Chicago as well as Tucson, and he says the weather there means more people spend time inside, and are therefore more inclined to spend on their homes. Makes sense, doesn’t it? I’m cold right now. [...]keep looking »