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Oh, how I yearn to write pages about my thrilling return to New York! I could go on about the energy, the people, the diversity…
Until this weekend my only (Jewish) New Year resolution was to do something about the pathetic state of affairs at our breakfast table. I can’t…
I don’t know what to say about all the mock Tudor architecture in Westchester County. I suspect Henry the VIII must have had a wife…
I’d been intending on chronicling the move, if only in pictures. But that plan derailed itself when Fiona dropped my phone into a toilet. (In…
We left Seattle almost two weeks ago and tooled around on the east coast, getting the kids on local time, and getting our heads in…
In the end, it was hard to leave. When the house you think of as this … … looks like this… It’s hard not to…
There are somethings I am happy to be leaving behind in Seattle. Sidney just got herself out of diapers, thanks to a healthy amount of…
Once a year I take a giant spill while on my morning run. It is always in the same spot. This is the spot as…
When we moved from Venice, California to Seattle seven and a half years ago, I went into a panic about all the things I was…