Ordinary Life, Extraordinary Living

I’m struck this morning by the power of asking for help. Two instances over the course of the last few days: A colleague of mine sent me an email about how she had lost touch with a dear friend from high school several years ago. I could tell that she felt badly about this "lost…

Yesterday, I decided to make baked potatoes as part of the family dinner. Small, Yukon gold potatoes, large enough to give that great carb fullness in your stomach, small enough to feel comfortable eating two in one sitting. One hour and 40 minutes later, when the rest of dinner was ready on the backyard grill,…