On Wanting to Cry at the Eye Doctor’s

I was going to get to drive Marvin again, and I was more than a little excited. Yes, Laura and I name our cars. Marvin is the gray Toyota Matrix we owned when we lived in Minneapolis that we bequeathed to Laura's mom after getting that wild hair over four years ago to move to … Continue reading On Wanting to Cry at the Eye Doctor’s

Back Home and Back in the Majority

It was our final leg, and we were finally sitting on the plane. Chicago to Minneapolis. OK. We can do this. The last time we had gotten decent sleepβ€”"decent" being defined as eight hours in a horizontal position with our heads on a pillowβ€”was Monday night. In the time zone of our departure, it was Thursday morning.