Sandra Dodd

It's late; I've done my Christmas-Eve duty, and am about to go to sleep, but probably not for too many hours before kids are up. Ho...

...or: Young Adults at Christmas I have no more shopping to do. There's a 25-year-old piece of wrapping paper I intended to have lami...

Though I'm missing it (by choice), today for the first time Keith, Kirby and Marty are all in armor at the same time, off at a "war...

Marty applied for some jobs using online forms at the beginning of December. One was for the grocery store that's out our back gate and...

We're home safely with few problems, after driving straight through from St. Louis on Monday. After seven days of intense activity (cou...

The moonflowers aren't leaving town; we are. Soon. Driving to St. Louis (which is easier to say and remember than "Driving to a p...

Leaves are actually falling, as though calendars mattered to my yard. There will be hundreds of moonflowers. I'm kinda stunned. There...