Finding Oxford with Travehoppers: A Sneak Peek inside the world of the Undergraduate
Let’s get a few things straight. First off, Oxford University is not in London. Oxford is in Oxford, approximately 60 miles northwest of the United Kingdom’s…
Let’s get a few things straight. First off, Oxford University is not in London. Oxford is in Oxford, approximately 60 miles northwest of the United Kingdom’s…
For all the hullabaloo of my Senior Prom and the associated hoopla of the central New Jersey homeschool community, I’m not sure that going to prom…
You might be wondering what happened to the fieldwork portion of Fieldwork in Stilettos (and by “fieldwork,” I of course mean dating). Well don’t worry: even…
With just a few days till my final student recitals of the year, it’s time to put the finishing touches on all of their pieces before…
We’re lounging on the beach in Dingman’s Ferry covertly sipping wine, sangria and various rum concoctions from our water bottles when my friend suddenly announces that…
The Wedding Date is not an animal person, which is why I thought I was dreaming when he pulled over en route to Hooper’s Island to…
Seeing as the entire point of my trip to Colorado for the TBEX conference was to network, it kind of sucked when I ran out of…
It’s a good thing that I don’t harbor any secret aspirations to climb Mount Everest. Firstly, my mother would probably kill me. Secondly, a weekend in…
I have officially died and gone to heaven. And by heaven, I mean Denver, Colorado. Specifically The Oxford Hotel, a luxury “boutique” hotel in the heart…
Yesterday was Donut Day at The School. It was also the day when I woke up—both literally and figuratively—and realized that I want to be with…
Fear is a powerful motivator. I know this because for the first time in my relationship with The Wedding Date—actually, for the first time in my…
Today marks the start of the Philadelphia Writer’s Conference. This means—amongst other things—that I will probably find myself in the throes of an existential crisis in…