Today is my dad’s 78th birthday. Buying presents for him is always hard. Not because he’s “the man who has everything,” but because he’s “the man who wants nothing normal.”
Today is my dad’s 78th birthday. Buying presents for him is always hard. Not because he’s “the man who has everything,” but because he’s “the man who wants nothing normal.”
A quick shoutout today to my friend Miranda Levenstein, whose latest blog post offers a cake recipe as remedy for Seasonal Affective Disorder. If I baked, I’d give it a whirl. It has to work better than the special SAD lamp I bought two years ago.