I am living a nightmare. You know the one in which you find yourself on stage or in front of a class or maybe even in a boardroom, performing, lecturing or presenting and you suddenly realize you are in your underwear, or, even worse, completely naked? (I believe the technical term is “naked as a … Continue reading In the spotlight
The division of labor in our household opened my eyes to the undeniable truth that we own a lot of lamps. Like a 19th Century London lamplighter, I make the rounds of our main floor each morning in the predawn hours turning on our lamps. They create a warm, Thomas Kinkade glow that gives our … Continue reading So many lamps
The only two homes I have owned – or, more accurately, been on my way to owning – have had a fireplace. And with the fireplace comes the obligatory mantel. I will explore the wisdom and necessity of setting wood ablaze inside your home in a different essay, but today I am concerned more about the … Continue reading Center of attention
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