At sixteen years and counting, Perry has gone full grumpy on us. He snaps at every groomer who gets near his face, which is why his damp maw now looks like a pot scrubber.
You are there, and I am here, and at least for the time being, it’s probably best we keep it that way. The world has gone eerily quiet, and I gotta tell you, I’m into it. Don’t get me wrong: it’s a shame it has come to this, especially when there’s the potential for illnessContinue reading “For God Shut Down the World”
Five Times Daily for Perry Karen has committed us this year to entertaining more, which many middle-aged folks consider the logical next step after they lose their children to college or, in our case, iPhones. Our three kids are still in the house with us (we think), a fact frequently confirmed when they appear inContinue reading “Five Times Daily”