So some of you know that I got married last January (thank you for your sweet notes!) and some of you know I recently became a new mom to four beautiful human beings—three of which (all boys) are still at home. I spend a lot...

February 1 and 2: Shofar There is something wrong about the waking-up side of 4am—this, the sacred realm of paper routes, donut makers and deviantly-wired morning types. I barely remember the drive to Omaha, the flight to Newark. This layover will go on for nigh on ten...