Reverse Trick-or-Treating
I was really cool in college. So were my roommates. We were so cool in fact that upon finding ourselves with nothing to do on Halloween…
Of Treacherous Terrain
Sometimes I wish I’d written this blog anonymously. It didn’t matter before—I was single, I was mainly freelancing and the “real” jobs I had were jobs…
The New Normal
I was just locking the studio, holding my travel mug and keys in one hand and my dance bag and box drum in the other, when…
It Might Be Time to WALK
On the way home from my semi-annual jog this morning, I couldn’t help but notice ELEVEN cars in line at the Dunkin Donuts drive through. Call…
Fun with Babies
I’ve never been much a baby person. Toddlers? Yes! Preschoolers? Yes! Moody teenagers? Yes. (So long as it’s only in small doses and there’s plenty of…
September 11th: “We will (never) forget”
Now this makes sense. It’s been twelve years since the September 11th attacks. Our highways are strewn with flags, our cars are bedecked with bumper stickers…
Warrior Princess
So in addition to wasting reality television, I did do some useful things in Portland. I went to yoga, I went to the library, I went…
What’s Up with Sister Wives?
On the first of August, after deciding that I did not, in fact, want to break up with The Wedding Date, I threw my suitcases into…
(The) GREs (Are) for Dummies
In 2007, I went to a Jewish friend’s tree-trimming party, got slightly drunk, came home, slept for a few hours and took the GREs the next…
Slightly Less Trouble, Part 3
“I don’t believe in signs,” I found myself saying to TWD several house later as I sat in my car in the parking lot at Bryn…
Trouble, Part 2
So TWD and I picked ourselves a song a while back. I’ve written about it before. It’s a bachata version of Stand by Me by Latin…
Trouble on the High Seas
The astute amongst you might have realized that I’ve returned from the Bahamas only to leave Philadelphia again without so much as a word here at…
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