The Book Of Bob
Not Too Tight, Not Too Loose
There’s a particular look people get in early January. It’s the look of someone who has decided that this year will be different. Salads are aggressively green. Gym shoes appear...
Not Too Tight, Not Too Loose
There’s a particular look people get in early January. It’s the look of someone who has decided that this year will be different. Salads are aggressively green. Gym shoes appear...
Let the Branch Bend
Bob worries. Not in a dramatic, clutch-the-chest kind of way, but in that quiet, ever-present hum that lives just behind the ribs once you become a parent. It switches on...
Let the Branch Bend
Bob worries. Not in a dramatic, clutch-the-chest kind of way, but in that quiet, ever-present hum that lives just behind the ribs once you become a parent. It switches on...
Back to Work, Slowly
There’s a strange stretch of days every year where time forgets what it’s for. The week between Christmas and New Year’s doesn’t feel like vacation, and it definitely doesn’t feel...
Back to Work, Slowly
There’s a strange stretch of days every year where time forgets what it’s for. The week between Christmas and New Year’s doesn’t feel like vacation, and it definitely doesn’t feel...
The Trouble With Resolutions
Every year, right about the time the calendar flips and the glitter settles, humans make a curious noise. It sounds a bit like determination mixed with panic. That’s the sound...
The Trouble With Resolutions
Every year, right about the time the calendar flips and the glitter settles, humans make a curious noise. It sounds a bit like determination mixed with panic. That’s the sound...
Christmas Morning, Perfectly Imperfect
Christmas morning has a certain kind of magic to it. Not the polished, catalog version with matching pajamas and curated smiles. I mean the real kind. The kind where the...
Christmas Morning, Perfectly Imperfect
Christmas morning has a certain kind of magic to it. Not the polished, catalog version with matching pajamas and curated smiles. I mean the real kind. The kind where the...
The Chaos Is the Point
There’s a moment every holiday host knows well. The door closes behind the last guest, the house goes quiet in a way that feels almost suspicious, and you just stand...
The Chaos Is the Point
There’s a moment every holiday host knows well. The door closes behind the last guest, the house goes quiet in a way that feels almost suspicious, and you just stand...