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Preconceived Notions

Blame it on the hormones.On Tuesday, I started taking Drug #2 in my multi-phase pharmacopia of baby-producing wonder pills.By this time next week, I just might have a zygote in my possession.Or maybe not.Everything around me has taken on a new level of...

The troubled teens make it look so easy.

Around this time last year, Sam and I first agreed that we might possibly be almost kind of ready (more or less) to bring a new human being into the world.On paper, we seemed like the sort of people who could be reasonably successful at raising a child. Stable...

Home Alone: Confessions of a Phasmophobic

There was a perfectly reasonable and scientific explanation for most of what happened to me last night. I’ll accept it for now.I returned from my business trip to an empty house. Nobody was waiting anxiously for my plane to land. Most of my friends were already...

Oh me? I’m on business.

I have a confession to make. I love business trips.Among my contemporaries, it’s fashionable to complain about travel. Somehow, these complaints always strike me as overly affected.”Oh, mercy me! If I have to eat free room service salmon one more time, I...