The Indoor Picnic (And Why I’ve Stopped Hating My Life)
The day after I close on my house, I invite some of my closest girlfriends over for an indoor picnic. (From a marketing standpoint, “indoor picnic”…
The Road Trip (and Why I Hate My Life)
Last month, The European and I took our first road trip together. We both like Frank Lloyd Wright so we decided to drive out to Fallingwater…
Of Course, Of Course
The European has gone back to Europe. Not for good, but for a few weeks, and when you’ve got plaster ceilings falling down around you and…
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…
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…
Kat Echevarría Richter 