In my younger days I was way into music. The more obscure the better, causing me to have more than my fair share of useless 80s and 90s music trivia swimming around in my head. I also went to way too many concerts -- mostly in smoky, loud dive bars,...

OK, I'm really starting to have some unkind thoughts.  No, not about anyone in my family.  Not this time at least. I'm getting a little peeved with this whole holiday thing. Yeah, I know, just call me Mr. Scrooge for short.  But all this bonding with...

Long time, no post.  I know.  Its been a strange few days. Monday was so serene.  The kids were back at school (Halleluiah!) and I was able to gain my bearings.  I organized closets, did some shopping and even made a great turkey tortilla soup...

I love my family. No, really I do. There's just something about being cooped up with them for 10 days straight that will send my over the edge. And I'm teetering dangerously close right now.  I sit here writing this post because, if the truth be...

Meet my friend the turkey.  You can call him Mr. Stuffing for short.  Handsome, regal, he instills fear and respect in all he meets. Right? Not exactly. I have to admit, he's not really the picture of confidence.  Or majestic grace.   And there's no...