I Blame the Krispy Kremes
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…
The Non-ultimatum Ultimatum
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…
A Chink in the Armor
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…
Part 2: The Art of Sleeping Together with Kids
It’s 7:00am. I should be in bed, snuggled up to The Wedding Date, but instead I’m standing barefoot in my parents’ garage in my pajamas, trying…
The Art of Sleeping Together
Let’s talk about sleeping together, shall we? I’m not even referring to having sex, but rather sleeping together in the true sense of the phrase: the…
