There is no easy way to break this to you: competitive yoga exists. I’ve told you, and I’m sorry about that. Feel free to clutch your head and stagger around the living room. “Competitive, yo, no, please make it stop!” This all came to my attention when I saw an elaborate and … [Read more...]

Or what? You want me to think that you’re either too busy or too important to answer your phone? You think if you don’t answer, I’ll be forced to solve the problem on my own, without your being on record of being involved in a decision that could be the wrong one, and then it … [Read more...]

I thought my years in the social work and counseling field had prepared me to handle our teenage sons. But after weeks of asking our two boys to remember to perform difficult tasks, such as flushing the toilet and picking up clothes, I am sad to report I have stooped to the level … [Read more...]

The restaurant itself bears no formal numeric address. It sits snugly against the back wall of a weathered brick building leased to a tattoo parlor. I was fortunate to stumble upon it quite by accident, but for those of you who don't have time for a scavenger hunt, your best bet … [Read more...]