Party Memories

Party Memories

I’d like a forest of these cool gift box tree towers, please. When the only thing you take a picture of at your wife’s work holiday party is just that: a thing. Not her, not us … not even our ugly sweaters for the ugly sweater contest. Not her nice...

“It’s a Shame”

Hearing my mom express frustration with my uncle today because he is hard (for her) to communicate with, I felt the word — SHAME — like I have my whole life. I took it very personally. Like something is WRONG with those of us who do not communicate or...