First, just don’t do it. We just got back from a Thanksgiving visit to family in San Jose, and it was wonderful to see all of them. But the process...
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Marital Harmony
Mr. Sandwich and I rarely fight. We have disagreements, a few of them heated. But let’s just say they’ll never make an Oscar-winning movie about us, because “and then they...
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Is It Just Me? Or Is This Ludicrous?
I think there might be a whole blog just in mocking the New York Times column “What I Wore.” While I fully recognize that years of subscribing to In Style...
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Down on The Farm
The San Fernando Valley is home to The Farm, a ramshackle but delightful animal rescue site that doubles as a petting zoo. It’s home to horses, cows, sheep, emus, alpacas,...
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In the Wee Small Hours of the Morning
Baguette has been waking up hungry. And screaming. And not really waking up, so we kind of have to guess what the problem is–but it always winds up being that...
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The Kindness of Strangers
Heather Armstrong of Dooce.com fame ran the New York Marathon this weekend (congratulations, Heather!) and broke her foot (feel better, Heather!). Her post about the reactions she’s encountered reminded me...
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Baguette Fears Nothing. Except the Roomba.
Wicket couldn’t care less about the Roomba. The first time we ran it after she came home, we wondered how she’d react–run away, or ride it like a cat? The...
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Babies and Tech
I’m sure that by now you’ve seen the video of the baby who concludes that a magazine is nothing but a broken iPad: So you’ll understand why I was reminded...
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Rain, Rain, Go Away
Actually, I like the rain, except when I have to commute in it. But I do think that the rain predicted for today and Sunday is going to put a...