I ought to be working

  Part of the reason  I've been slow on this blog lately is that I have a huge backlog of stories and photos to think about. I keep pl...

Each bite of salty, crispy, cast-iron-skillet browned rosemary-olive bread makes my mouth water in anticipation. Then, the sharp tomato j...

On a recent drive back from a wedding in Bar Harbor, Greg and I stopped by the home of one of his friends in Portland, Maine. After a del...

  This post is so lame. It's been so long. This blog has been so ignored. And I have been so busy   not busy lately. I really have no ...

48 hours from now, I hope I will be placing the final edits into this dissertation. 60 hours from now, I hope I will be walking into Kinko...

Things have been so crazy lately that I don't even know where to start. In the past few weeks, I have... Completely finished my thes...

My parents met when my mother moved into the same dorm that my father lived in at Kent State University. Three years later, my mother was...