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My Abuela, the Cougar

Today’s post is going to be a short one because I’m on senior-sitting detail all day.  My parents are headed to Toms River to bring my grandfather back to Philadelphia, which means that Abuela and I are going to have the house all to ourselves. We’re still considering our options at this point but I…

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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…

From the Olive Garden to Africa

The good thing about having a boyfriend is that when your family makes its annual Mother’s Day pilgrimage to the Toms River Olive Garden, you have an excuse to cut out early.  The bad thing is that if your boyfriend comes from good stock, which The Wedding Date does, he’s going to have several grandparents…

Christmas Day at Casa Richter

About halfway into our appetizers at Ikko Hibachi Restaurant on Christmas Day, my grandmother asks, “So Katrina, do you have any special men in your life?”  Because it’s Christmas, I decide to spare her the truth; she nearly had a heart attack three Easters ago when I informed her I was dating a Jew. The…