Weekend Report, Newlywed Edition: How NOT to buy a fridge
A wedding, it turns out, is only the first rite of passage through which one must pass in their quest for happily married bliss. Because after…
A wedding, it turns out, is only the first rite of passage through which one must pass in their quest for happily married bliss. Because after…
It’s common knowledge (or so I thought) that when you’re planning a bit of good ol’ fashioned political subterfuge, you’ve got to divvy up your resources.…
Today is my 31st birthday, so indulge me. Even if you’re sick of reading about the DNC, sick of hearing about Bernie Sanders and wondering why…
So far, I’ve painted a pretty grim picture of the Democratic National Convention. But the DNC wasn’t all doom and gloom. In fact, as frustrating, heart…
Let’s go about tying up some of these loose ends this morning, shall we? I’ve been blogging so sporadically over the past few months that it…
You know you’ve just about lost your mind when your plans for the day include the spray painting and subsequent bedazzling of a small ceramic dog…
I was living in London when my grandfather died, only he didn’t die quite as quickly as you’d think for a man who’d had a heart…
I’ve been through enough breakups (and failed real estate bids) to recognize the 5 Stages of Grief when I see them: denial, anger, bargaining, depression and…
This morning finds me sandwiched between two Hillary delegates at the PA delegation breakfast. One is advocating for nuclear energy (what???) but also happens to be…
Being a delegate to the Democratic National Convention means making hard choices: do I avail myself of the free Bluecoat Gin at the welcome party and…
You know you’ve landed yourself with a pair of first time dog parents when they buy you a whole-wheat-flour-and-yogurt 4th of July dog donut and spend…
According to my dad, there’s some comedian who does a bit about “married people stories.” They’re not funny. They’re boring as hell, actually. They entail things…