Travel Light

The first time I spent time with my father’s father, I was 28. My aunts summoned me to the suburbs of Chicago to make sure I wasn’t crazy like my dad. No pretenses, we all knew my father wasn’t right before he took his life. They had known how he died longer [...]

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I have the tendency to want to address people who exhibit the magic combination of poor manners and blatant idiocy as ‘you dumb bitch.’ Perhaps this is why I don’t talk to that many people.

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The Beautiful Game

My daughter loves Ronaldinho.
And by loves, I mean loves. She owns a Brasil shirt, she does her ‘Ronaldinho practice’ in the living room, she watches Nike commercials on the computer, she has declared him ‘cute.’ Ronaldinho is Lucy’s first crush.
We went to the Barcelona-Red Bulls match on Saturday night. She [...]

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Vacation Comedown

The first day after vacation is always such a strange day. It’s wonderful to be home with our own space and cats and Lucy’s toys. It’s even almost a rush to get back to the day-to-day minutia of grocery shopping and dishes and pick-up. The quiet can go either way. After [...]

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The conundrum of community

In spite of my rampant social anxiety and general lack of tact, I am a big fan of community. I think that community is an incredible tool for inspiring kindness and courtesy. Community can take people from disparate backgrounds and give them a commonality. It erases the ‘us against them’ mentality that [...]

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