And now for a little comic relief. (How about that economy, eh? I’m only glad I understand so little of what’s going on….) The fifth and sixth Beatles appeared in the kitchen on Saturday afternoon, courtesy of a wig originally designed to fit a Build A Bear animal and a blow up guitar from a […]

I can’t tell you the number of times I’ve sung the song “Hey Jude” this past year. I’ve sung it into the phone — while in the grocery store, in a Thai restaurant in Orange County, in the car, on the street — but mostly in Annabelle’s room, standing over her bed and rubbing her […]