No Bathrooms in Times Square

No Bathrooms in Times Square

It’s New Year’s Eve, my least favorite holiday. I’m sitting on my couch in a seat marked “boring” drinking tea, trying to get the boy to stay in bed. He came out again with a Lego device. He said it could blow up the world. “Mom,...

The Morning After

Christmas is over. I’ve spent weeks shopping, preparing, budgeting, cutting, slicing, roasting, entertaining, arguing, taping, and wrapping. Every bow has been removed, the egg nog has been drunk by the morning after. I want to rest. But now, it’s the...
The Naughty List

The Naughty List

Santa told Declan he’d been both good and bad, that he was right smack in the middle of the lists–not yet on the “Naughty” or “Nice” lists…but there was still time to be good. It’s Christmas Eve. Declan’s standing...