As Sentimental as an Iron Boot

by | Mar 18, 2013 | Humor, Life, Love, Marriage

No one has ever called me sentimental. At least, I don’t remember it ever happening. It’s not that unsentimentality has been one of my goals. I never woke up on New Year’s Day and said, “This year I’ll learn to speak German, lose 20 pounds, and become a son of a...

My Crumbling Heap of Bricks is My Castle

by | Mar 15, 2013 | Humor, Life, Marriage

My attic is a squirrel hotel. The residents appear to have used their teeth, which generate the approximate cutting power of a reciprocating saw, to create an entryway under my eaves. I even now can hear them frolicking through our Christmas ornaments and tacky...