5 Things I Don’t Get About Halloween

Here is what I don’t get about Halloween: Halloween Greeting Cards: Seriously?  What is the point?  If you’re going to mail a child a greeting card to wish them a spooktacular Halloween, you should honestly have your grandparent status revoked.  Think about it: what kid wants a non-edible piece of cardboard covered in glitter when…

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Hurricane Sandy = One Hot Date

With Hurricane Sandy threatening to wallop the majority of the Eastern Seaboard, most sensible folks are out loading up on bottled water and extra batteries for their flashlights.  I, on the other hand, am scheming for an entire two days with The Wedding Date. We’ve decided to weather the storm together and he’s assembled a…

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Of Love and Pizza

This why people get fat. I’m in the car, on my way to The Wedding Date’s house from the Oak Lane Library in northeast Philly where I’ve just spent the past hour and a half espousing the virtues of online to middle aged strangers.  It’s well past dinner time, and I’ve had one of my…

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Reasons (Not) to Get Married

I watch enough reality TV to know that there are some very stupid reasons to get married.  That hasn’t stopped me, however, from compiling the following list: (Keep in mind its late and I’ve just come from baking 160 cookies for Parent Observation Night at the studio.) Health Insurance: The Wedding Date works for the…

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My New Roomies

I’ve been avoiding this post for a while.  It’s too personal.  It’s not fun.  And there’s really no way to even inject a bit of humor into the situation because you’re not supposed to joke about these kinds of things. So, here goes: My grandmother has been diagnosed with Alzheimer’s disease. I’m not used to…

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A Revelation in Ikea

I’m ogling bedspreads at Ikea when it finally hits me: I’m staying. Staying here. In the US. In Philadelphia. Not moving back to London. It’s like a brick.  And not because it hurts but because it’s so solid, so certain, so “Duh!  Where have you been for the past three years?  You’re holding auditions for…

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Things I Never Thought I Would Do

Upon finding myself implicated in yet another “Single Bridezilla” debate (this time written by an Australian journalist who contacted me for an interview last week) I can’t help but wonder: How did this happen? Right.  I wrote a blog post about my grandmother’s wedding dress.  Then I said yes to Marie Claire, yes to Good…

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The Kat-apult

I have an idea.  A really good idea.  Better than a jet pack or a robotic pug.  (I don’t actually have any use for a robotic pug but The Wedding Date is very anti-dog so a cuddly cyborg might be the best I can hope for if we ever move in together). It came to…