This here bringer of the pooper to the fun party

DC, part one

I arrived last Monday evening into DC at about midnight, and when I opened the door to my room at the W Hotel I should have headed straight to bed. Instead, I spent an hour in the tub, a giant marble-topped wonder, and gnawed every…

April 5, 2010

In his old age

Chuck turned eight years old last month. We don’t know the exact date, but the years are starting to show.

NOT cherry blossoms

No. That’s snow. I returned to a foot of it on Thursday, and then there was more this weekend, and it’s supposed to snow again tomorrow. Leta is far more frustrated than even I am about this, because IT’S SPRING, MOM. I WANT TO RIDE…