Kids are the f*cking worst.

“How are the renovations coming?” Biddy asked grabbing her latte off the table. “You know, they’re coming,” I answered vaguely. “You look like you haven’t slept in weeks,” she commented. “Don’t pull any punches,” I replied, laughing, “The house is great, it’s just a bigger project than we’d expected so it’s been a touch overwhelming.” …

Me and My Shadow (and My Shadow’s Yellow Eyes)

We are having some work done on the new house. It’s nothing major, but whenever I get an update on the renovation timeline from our contractors, I hear Tom Hanks and Shelley Long laughing and whispering “two weeks” in my ear. In the meantime, all five of us (and the two dogs) are holed up …