I don’t know about you, but I’m a total birthday crier. On the eve of my fifteenth birthday, I sat on the floor of my dad’s house, looking up at a full summer moon and sobbing uncontrollably –– overcome by the passing of time and the fleeting number of hours we have on this planet, already nostalgic for all the time that had passed.
So, if I were to tell you that in our family of four, three of us have July birthdays, you might worry that I’ve spent all of July in hysterics. Happily, the month is busy enough that my bouts of ennui are kept pretty well in check. Besides, there’s a lot of pie to be made. [Read more…]