Beckerman column: That’s the way the ball bounces

This is what isolating with my husband has come to. Nearly 30 years of marriage and we are fighting over dirty dog balls.“I saw you throwing the ball for the dog outside this morning,” I said to my husband. He was making himself some eggs while the dog lay panting on the floor.“I did!” he said enthusiastically.“You used the wrong ball,” I said, walking past him to pet the panting dog.“What do you mean?”“You threw […]  » Read More