
My dishwasher recently sprang a leak. It wasn’t too bad, it could have been much worse. But the end result was that water made its way through the floor and into our basement. Aside from it making the kitchen smell terrible, it brought back memories of living at my father’s house that had a…

I want to talk about something that’s real close in. Judging the crap out of yourself and over achieving to meet someone’s impossibly high standards. I think this is a difficult topic for a few reasons: One, because having a high standard and hard work ethic are rewarded in our society. And two, having…

I’m planted a garden this year but this time is a little different. I’m no stranger to gardening. I’ve been watching and helping my father plant his for years. Some of my happiest childhood memories are of watching the Victory Garden on PBS in the late 80’s with my dad, sister and grandparents, or…