The Wandering Tooth Brusher
I am what I like to call an EFFICIENT teeth brusher. I mean why stand there at the bathroom sink when you could be getting things…
Greetings from the 1920s
No, this is not another rant about how weird and archaic it is to sit around waiting for the man you love to pop the question…
You Mean Ceiling Fans AREN’T Toys?
It’s Wednesday night and PIC and I are eating dinner in front of the TV. He leans back and glances up at the ceiling fan (which…
Happy Hour: The (Not so) Perfect Engagement Ring Rouse
Here is how I know that there’s an engagement ring in my future. Last week, upon finding myself very angry at PIC for a number of…
An Update, a Promise, and the Promise of a Promise
Hi, remember me? The girl who used to blog here? Well, I’m back. Again. But this time it’s for good and I’m finally going to start…
Kat Echevarría Richter 