It came just the same

I spent this past weekend in Chicago visiting my family before the big rush of holiday airport traffic, which gives me severe agita. My family is blessed to have my three-year-old nephew Declan, the most charming rascal you’ll ever meet, with a glint the size of Texas in his eye. “Thanks,” is how he repliesContinue reading “It came just the same”

It’s snowing, and the gnome socks are on

It’s snowing in Brooklyn and it’s almost Christmas, which means two things: 1) Christmas tree “farms” have popped up on sidewalks all over my neighborhood (see below) and 2) I’m rockin’ my gnome socks, a snow day tradition (also see below w/cameo by Silvio the cat). If this street looks a little familiar, it’s becauseContinue reading “It’s snowing, and the gnome socks are on”