Every now and then, time bends, and the events of twenty minutes seem more like twenty-four hours. Last January, I posted about a chaotic twenty-minute dinner involving musical chairs, India, and the Village People. A month prior to that, I posted the twenty-minute vomit-a-thon. Here is a new twenty-minute installment, which involves the usual chaos […]
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Is Croquet a Blood Sport?
I love our fenced backyard. It’s a regulation-size chicken coop for twins. Open the patio door, send them out, and pour a glass of wine make a cup of tea. Sometimes I look out the window; usually I tweet. When I’m vying for Parent-of-the-Year, I’ll crack open a screen door to add an extra sensory […]