Glens Falls is the ideal place to raise a vegan family. I'll back up and start at the beginning. I celebrated my 36th birthday earlier this month by taking a long weekend and getting out of town. It's been a while since we gave ourselves all a...
Note — Sometimes I just write about poop way too much. Sorry. -- My friend Meredith said, "that's called a hippie fight,” when I told her that Cory and I couldn’t agree on what to do with the first Saturday morning we’ve had free in who knows...
I can close my eyes and know I'm almost home by the angle of my body in the car and the degree of the turn. That motion, that particular sequence winding downhill to the house my father built and my mother designed, is so deeply...
“Dude, I need help!” Cory shouted through the haze. I sat up in bed with one eye still squeezed shut, making my signature morning face. An adult deer tick was stuck in his groin. Little jerk. (The tick, not Cory.) I hate ticks with a fiery passion....
Let's raise a glass in salute to mothers: Here's to their love. Here's to their dedication. Here's to their wrecked pelvic floors. Yeah, I said it. Your mom probably never told you this, but she's sacrificed a lot for you over the years. And I'm not...
It all started when Danny stepped in poop. "I told him to do it," said Henry. "I said, go ahead, get in trouble." I was trying to clear the table after dinner and put food away and do dishes and make lunches, all while holding baby Ellie...
Like holding a bite of chocolate in your mouth and letting it melt and savoring it, but what if you could never have chocolate again, what if it was the last bite, how long would you hold that bit? That's how I felt holding Ellie just...