My week: two nights in a spa, one in hell

You just know a day is going to be challenging when you wake up and discover the dog's upset stomach has done unspeakable things to the dining room carpet ("upset stomach" may be a euphemism). Then your kids have a fight over the sliding door in the bathroom and break it and you can't fix... Continue Reading →

Our last Santa visit?

Five years ago, I met the real Santa. He was at Santaland, in the Macy’s department store in New York. It had to be him – he had a real beard and everything. At the very least, it was an extremely close relative, like a brother or a nephew or a fifth cousin once removed. The eldest was... Continue Reading →

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