The _______ Life of Brent and Erika

I'm in the process of writing Calvin's birth story (and by in the process I mean I started it when he was about 4 days old and haven't returned to it since...), but in the meantime here's a holiday gift for you: a recipe for my favorite side dish. It shouldn't be a secret to you that the most delicious way to eat nearly any vegetable is roasted. Roasting is the way I've seen asparagus-haters turned into asparagus-likers (love is still probably too strong a word...), and one of the only ways I'll eat broccoli. Roasted potatoes are hard to mess up, and over the past few years I've honed in on my favorite way to season them. I call them Scarborough Fair Potatoes, and they're the best. You're welcome. Scarborough Fair Potatoes Ingredients: 4 or five red potatoes, cubed 1/2 an onion (I prefer white or Vidalia sweet, but I suppose any will do), sliced 1/2 lb whole green beans (fresh or frozen; if you use canned and this recipe is disgusting, d...

It's been a while since I've posted, and a lot can change in 6 months. It seems like it's time! Sometimes, you give up hope on something. You make peace with it. You save your money, plan for a future when you'll be able to achieve your goals with medicine or adoption, and you accept your life as it is. You hear stories of miracles, and you still believe in them, but you acknowledge that miracles come in lots of different shapes, sizes, and timings, and you can wait for your own miracle. Sometimes that happens. You throw yourself into work, which is easy to do since you're opening a new gallery, hanging your first show and working way more hours than you ought to. And then you get called to be the primary president. And then you take a pregnancy test because you had a dream. And you discover it's good news on all fronts. And you still can't believe your life. Okay, clearly we're not talking about you; we're talking about me. I am 14 weeks pre...