Our upstairs air conditioner broke last night. I literally said — during a lovely Zoom convo with my college friends — “our oven is broke, but at least we have our A/C!”. UNCANNY. It’s…
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This is a bit of a clean slate week for me. A month or so ago, I decided I needed a few days off — our summer trip had been unsatisfying and short, and…
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I vividly remember the card my father made for my mother that said “39 . . . and holding”. It was 1988, and the card was a folded Print Shop masterpiece, thoughtfully designed and…