The Same Road Twice

This is how cute I think I am: Before I go driving with my 15-year-old daughter, Poppy, I burn a CD of songs loosely related to piloting an automobile. The playlist runs the gamut from “Sober Driver” by Dengue Fever to one of Poppy’s favorites:...

A Christmas Story

This Christmas, in addition to jeggings and Nerf hatchets, my children Poppy and London also received gifts from a friend who had been in the Middle East visiting family. Poppy’s bounty included sweets from far-off lands, a tube of Jordanian lipstick that...

Super Market

For some men, it’s a 1969 Shelby Cobra GT 350. For others, it’s a 10-point whitetail buck. What gets my blood moving is different from that of most great American males of the new millennium. Grocery stores make my heart race. Case in point: On...

Rock N Roll Fantasy

Before tweens and hillbillies started singing that horrid Nickelback anthem, it was the secret dream of most writers to play in a rock ’n’ roll band. Some authors, including Rick Moody, Stephen King and even (alas!) Barbara Kingsolver, have actually nailed...

Bought and Sold

Schools have to be creative when fundraising, especially in a tough economy, so I shouldn’t have been shocked to see a trailer and two large metal ramps parked where the crossing guard usually stands in front of my son London’s elementary. As I walked up...

Shotgun

From the Passenger’s Seat: what goes through my mind as my daughter learns to drive 1.    Not bad, not bad. Maybe she could be a decent driver. 2.    Watch out for that assneck pulling out of her driveway. 3.    That abrupt stop did not help my headache. I might...