The Queen of Twizzlers (Thanksgiving Part 3)
It’s about midnight when my dad and I decide to stop at Wawa. We’re on our way down to Hoopers Island for the Black Friday Martini…
It’s about midnight when my dad and I decide to stop at Wawa. We’re on our way down to Hoopers Island for the Black Friday Martini…
Somewhere between The Wedding Date’s house and his parents’, I began to panic. Not because I was about to sit down to dinner with folks who…
I am very thankful this year: A) I remembered my grandfather’s car does NOT have EZPASS before zipping through the toll booths on my way to…
Growing up, I never understood why grownups got so stressed about Thanksgiving. I mean seriously, what’s the big deal? You eat turkey, you shove some vegetables…
On Sunday morning, I had a brilliant idea. “Let’s go to Trader’s Joes!” I tell The Wedding Date. “The Holiday Beaujolais should be out by now!”…