I could have watched a movie on this flight but instead I had a few hours alone to write and it feels so amazing that I feel like I’m flying. OH WAIT.
The pins I stick in a map of where I have traveled are starting to look like a severe case of acne.
It is yet again that time of year, I just realized. Which could explain why I feel like I just guzzled a pitcher of fire.
I now have figurines to help facilitate the lessons I will teach my children about certain online behavior.
I hope she’s learning to tie knots, build a shelter, start a fire and how to make mama a hot dog.
A heart-rending interview with Coco’s trainer and an update on how the herding dog is holding up.
How you can use your name to bring light to and change the lives of those who are in most need of it.
My commitment to him and my commitment to you, to always do what’s best for this dog.
What I hope will become an annual trek to the Northwoods of Wisconsin.
Those of you with fair-skinned children are similarly dreading a certain aspect of the upcoming season and mumbling along with me, “This year I will try to remain calm.”