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Every 65 Minutes: To Jacob, with Love

Almost exactly three years ago, I arrived home at my parent’s house to see three scruffy looking men approaching our garage. My first thought was, “Oh great… who have we adopted this time?” The men were riding bicycles and it was clear that they’d been on the road for quite some time. Within a few…

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Of Credit Cards and Keys

It’s Tuesday morning and I’m at Bank of America. The purpose of my visit is to close out my account and transfer the funds into my Wells Fargo account so that I can draw a cashier’s check for the down payment on my house. There’s a problem though. Two problems actually: a pair of handsome,…

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These Things Called Doors

This might be a bit odd, but after having spent the past several years living with my parents, my brother, my grandmother and occasionally my grandfather, the things that intrigue me the most about home ownership are: Being able to take naps whenever I want without feeling the need to explain myself. Being able to…

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29, Here I Come

Today is my 29th birthday. I am (dare I say it?) happy. I am spending the morning in my favorite coffee shop, drinking my favorite summer drink (iced chai) and eating my favorite coffee shop breakfast (an everything bagel with a fried egg, pesto and cheese). There aren’t even any bratty children in sight. Life…

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And Then I Fell into a Rowboat

The plan was to meet for Happy Hour at Bistro Romano, head down to the Harbor Park and spend an hour or so canoodling in a hammock and then meet up with a few friends for an outdoor screening of The Princess Bride beneath the Walnut St. Bridge. Mistake #1 was thinking that I could…

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Throw Back Thursday: Date #12

Here’s a little tidbit from 2010, back when I was young and crazy and able to date multiple men at the same time.  Enjoy! I’m sitting cross legged on the floor, eyes closed, holding the index finger of my left hand against my left nostril and breathing through my right.  Why?  Because the flap on…

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Adventures in Dumpster Diving

You’ll never believe what I found! But first: it’s been three weeks. Three weeks since I was supposed to close on my dream house in Kensington-though-I’ve-been-telling-everyone-Fishtown and STILL NO HOUSE. I’m upholstering sh*t, painting sh*t, sanding sh*t and growing sh*t, all in the hopes of someday having a place of my own to call home.…

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Throwback Thursday: Do I Look Like a Baby Killer?

In light of last Monday’s Supreme Court ruling regarding the Hobby Lobby case (which was deplorable, to say the least), I figured I’d pull up one something semi-intelligent for this week’s Throwback Thursday.  Here goes.   This morning I went to Planned Parenthood.  I go every three months to pick up my birth control pills…