It’s been an emotional few days — I performed with my singing group again for the first time in more than a year, my oldest kid turned six and graduated from Kindergarten, and we sold our first house where we’ve lived since being married. Still feeling it out.

I do take the point that a fire pit with a USB battery/fan/power bank is a little too on-brand, but come on. Look at it.

One regards oneself as an individual, Aunt Bridget. Types are other people. The Holly and the Ivy

I know I had an idea I’m excited about when I look up from my computer and it’s suddenly much later than I anticipated.