My wife jabbed me in ribs this morning at 3am and asked if I was awake. I was. Then she asked if I could hear that sound. I could. It was hard to miss. Our 55lb dog was raucously trudging through our house looking for a suitable place to vomit. Then, he found it. We… Continue reading Wake-Up Call
[I wrote this in 1997, so it's too late to send any congratulatory cigars. I'm still accepting cash, though.] My wife and I recently discovered we hadn’t gained much ground in our pursuit of vast riches and fame. In the meantime, though, we'd created a wonderful marriage together and our growing love for one another… Continue reading Not What I Expected
