Megan and I met some time ago, when she was still living in San Francisco. I won't go into some of the big life changes she was going through at t...
If ever there’s a time of year when my heart feels like it’s about to explode, surely it is Thanksgiving, and everything that comes the weeks ...
We’ve been reading this children’s book a lot lately. It’s written and illustrated by Carson Ellis, the wife of The Decemberists' Colin Melo...
If you’re like me, you’re still processing last week’s events. I had booked a girls trip to Palm Springs nearly a year ago. Our departure da...
For Matt’s 30th birthday, I baked him a German Chocolate Cake — his favorite, and my very first layered cake. I only had one cake pan at the t...
We grew up in the shadow of Silicon Valley. Where being good at math and science was inherently better than being able to bang out a well-written ...
I'm writing this on Mother's Day. The kids have gone to bed by now, and I feel tired, but so, so happy. That's kind of how most days go as a paren...
Few things are more therapeutic than mixing colors in a bowl and frosting cookies. These cookies involved only my second time using food coloring ...
I am not a movie person. Nope. What I mean by that is that I do not seek out movies; I reluctantly, carefully, stubbornly choose a select few to w...
Matt got an Amazon Echo for his birthday this year and naturally, it's proven to be equally useful as it is entertaining for our kiddos. For the l...
Winter fruit hardly excites me. I do love pears, and apples are good only when they are REALLY good, but other than that, I find winter to be the ...