A pandemic can create pandemonium in any marriage, but a good belly laugh is paramount to keep you grounded. I was born to create joy and mischief in the world, so naturally, marriage to me is non-stop fun. So. Much. Joy.


Well, it finally happened. The Carpenter has run out of recycled materials and thus out of building projects. It’s a shame, really.


It’s week two of the Carpenter’s temporary layoff and the man I described last week as a caffeinated squirrel has geared down to a conscientious castor canadensis (fancy term for beaver).