The Mass Transit Adventures of an Occasional (but not today) Role Model
So it’s 7:30am and I’m on the subway headed downtown to meet PIC at his office. I’ve gotten up early to go to the gym because…
Why Netflix will Make me a Better Mother. And a Better Patriot.
When I was in high school, my mother was obsessed with West Wing. I remember this because I was enrolled in the local 4-H Teen Council…
The Case of the Suicidal Santa
I’m pretty sure I know exactly what went on here, but I bet you all can come up with some theories of your own… Thoughts?
To Do: Post Christmas Edition
Unpack from Christmas Part 1 (which was spent with PIC’s parents, brother, and brother’s wife in New York this past weekend) Wrap presents for Christmas Part…
On the Virtues of Jordan Almonds
PIC was born with collapsed ear drums. I’m not really sure what this means except that he doesn’t really like talking on the phone with anyone…
The Case of the Hol(e)y Underwear
PIC has a thing about my underwear. As in he hates it. And I can’t say that I blame him… I do take a bit of…
The Curse of the Wedding Twins
I was recently hired to write a series of DIY pieces for a site called Weddingbee. This is good because in the past few months I’ve…
Crisis and The Bridal Cohort (it’s anthropological, I swear)
Anthropologically speaking, this makes total sense: weddings are a rite of passage and rites are meant to be enjoyed/endured (take your pick) with groups of people…
Further Adventures in Free Champagne (But only if you’re “discerning”)
It’s here. It’s finally, finally here: my very first exclusive invitation to a big-city bridal salon for (wait for it) “discerning brides.” Tickets usually cost $75…
My Future Mother in Law
It’s weird, the things that go along with getting married that you don’t really think about until they’re right there in front of you. You get…
How to Kill Two Birds with One Pair of Mutts
Before you ask, no, this post isn’t actually about killing birds. It is about dogs though. Before we begin, however, I need to explain that PIC…
The Transatlantic Rescue
Last month, as usual, we made the annual Richter Family Pilgrimage to Franklin Square to play Drunk Mini Golf. I looks a little something like this:…
Kat Echevarría Richter 