Almost every year, until I started hauling off to fun places on the opposite side of the globe, my Dad and I would pick an evening and go Christmas shopping together in Freeport, ME.  Shopping was followed by a hearty dinner...

While this year is officially a 1 year sabbatical, Scott and I would love nothing more to make it a more permanent arrangement.  To that end, we’re trying to develop multiple steams of income to support ourselves.  The idea isn’t...

No two ways about it, yesterday sucked.  I admit it.... I had the feels. 😢 I don't like being attached to things... but there are some things that are just that special: anything my dad wrote by hand, my great-grandmother's ring that...