We had scheduled one final soirée in London. It was to be the night before we would make the transatlantic journey through the air to get back home after three weeks abroad. It was one last chance to live it up together in London town. Much had happened since we […]
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It’s no secret that I’m my mother’s son. I embrace, never run from, the comparison made by those who know us both and I believe wholeheartedly that my dialed down version of her obsessive cleaning and homemaking self is a perfectly swell formula for an agreeable balance of order and […]
There’s a stream that runs alongside our home, just on the other side of the wooden fence we never weatherstripped and thus, the wooden fence that is falling apart one pathetic slat at a time. It’s not really a stream though. It’s a runoff water channel that is, at times, […]
This shop is part of a social shopper marketing insight campaign with Weave Made Media® and Rubbermaid, but all my opinions are my own. #weavemade #FallFixUp http://my-disclosur.es/RgFrEH This is a story of early-Fall 2014 clean-up told in two parts, inside and out, nostalgic and gross. My oldest daughter is nearing […]
This is a sponsored post written by me on behalf of Clorox. Sure, there are messier jobs. Coal miners get awfully filthy and the poor souls on bathroom duty in French Quarter bars don’t have it (big) easy, ahem, to say the least, but parenting, especially parenting during the early […]
Cold and Wet. The ebony and ivory of our day. Quick, someone book a studio — let’s record this thing! And lyrically, is there any chance we can work Boba Fett, Joan Jett, Four Tet, and “are we there yet?” into it?
With two darling children and a chubby tabby cat around here, it is vitally important to me that we keep our in-home environment as safe as humanly possible. Call it ‘going green’ if you must. Frankly I think that phrase has been exploited by corporations looking to cash in on […]
As an entertainer and one who allows himself to entertain; I am getting better. It should be obvious, especially to anyone who has had the distinct displeasure of hearing me sing or watching me do something sorta resembles dancing, I am not an entertainer in the Gene Kelly sense of […]