We took the babies to meet our friends and former next door neighbors, Erric and Pedro, for wings at Taco Mac in the early evening.  Before they moved to Texas for a couple years and we moved north of the city, we spent New Year’s Eve with them every year. After we got home, we played the King Julien New Year’s countdown with the children, using the streamers, noisemakers, hats, and glasses we got from Netflix.  Since we’re getting up early in the morning to head to New…






I don’t normally take the entire day off on Christmas Eve, but I decided to this year, and we visited the new ice skating arena that opened a couple miles from our house the previous weekend.  I hadn’t skated in years, and the 3 children had never even attempted it.  When we walked onto the ice, all 3 clutched the railing surrounding the rink and slowly shuffled along, fearing falling down. The rink has penalty boxes on both sides, so there was frequent quitting to sit on the…






In late 2003, I came back from Iraq, finished school, and started looking to buy a house.  A few months later, I moved into a gentrifying area of Atlanta.  I loved my little house, as long as it was never silent.  Silence reminded me I was alone.  Silence reminded me there were people shooting each other within 1/4 mile radius.  Silence forced thoughts about topics I didn’t wish to explore.  My first action upon entering the house at night was to turn on the radio or my CD…






Since 1988, there has been but one voice worthy of exclaiming the magical words “Touchdown Alabama!” and that voice belongs to Eli Gold.  The only problem is…he’s on the radio, and if the ‘Bama game is on TV, I gotta listen to whoever the station carrying the game has hired to commentate, and that person will invariably fail to carry the level of excitement in his voice when the Tide scores a touchdown that Eli Gold carries.  I ain’t got time for that.  So, for the past several…