"Ouch!  Direct hit!  Nailed me in the arm!" Me to Evie. We were in a game of dodgeball-lite, using little green apples we found on the beach. Me to Scott, "Incoming on your 8!" He narrowly avoided a lobbed apple...

When I walked into the grocery store, the 2 or 3 people near the registers just sort of... stared.  One woman blinked several times.  I smiled (not that anyone could tell), half waved, brushed off some snow and made my...

I like to try to make connections between what's going on and what we're feeling.  If I had to make a best guess, I'd say our last year was all about strangling every last second of fun out of every...