Not THAT Kind of Water
So remember my plants? The little half-dead seedlings from the Plant Hospital that my mom was helping me to resurrect? Well, it turns out they need…
The House and the Men: An Update
So here’s where we’re at: The House: As many of you know, I was supposed to close on my little 1,200 square feet of paradise last…
Confessions of a Plant Killer
My mom is, amongst other things, a fabulous gardener and florist. She does wedding flowers, volunteers for the Pennsylvania Horticultural Society, leads workshops, judges garden contests…
How to Date a World Cup-Watcher
The bad thing about dating European men (aside from the obvious fact that their shoes are always nicer than yours) is that they like the World…
Running: Some Vingnettes
Let’s talk about marathon runners, shall we? I don’t have anything against them personally, in fact when they’re not busy posting Facebook pictures of their race…
