20 Boys In My Living Room — Interruption #6

Reviving spontaneous social connection

Last Friday, my hometown of Portland, Oregon got a couple inches of snow. Most New Englanders and Midwesterners wouldn’t have batted an eye, but here, just a dusting can bring the whole city to a standstill. School was predictably canceled, which made me grumpy because I had a day off work and was hoping to snatch just a little of that all-elusive “me time.”

I didn’t tell my kids I had the day off work (shhhh!) and spent most of the morning holed up in my bedroom/office trying to get some writing done. At one point, my daughter came down and said, “Mom. Why are there, like, 20 boys in our living room?”