A journalist observes life in the far north.
Alec is riding a personal high after reaching the top of North America’s tallest peak earlier this month. I like seeing him this happy, which is why I feel a little like a bitch when I say things like, “Honey, can you peel yourself away from Facebook for a few minutes and change the baby’s diaper so I can continue cooking dinner?”
He’s not quite dialed back into our crazy household, and I don’t blame him for trying to linger in the Land of Me. I used to live there myself, and it’s crazy laid back. You get to sleep when you’re tired, eat when you’re hungry and listen to whatever you want on the radio.