Face your problems, don’t Facebook them. — Unknown My husband is trying to kill me. Not in an actual murder sort of way, but death by “show me how to get into my Facebook account” sort of way. This is a man who successfully ran his own business, has sat on numerous boards and loves statistics. But ask him to… Read More
Thinking Outside the Bag: The Agony of Husbandly Pride
The art fair wound down and customers drifted towards the generous tasting counter at North Folk Winery. It was, after all, “cocktail-thirty,†as my friend Janice says. Nearby, music wafted from a tent shading a potpourri of musicians and hip-shaking guests. It had been a sunny day, a good day, but it was time to put away our scarves, photography,… Read More