Date 2, Part 2
Okay, getting back to last Sunday’s date. I do not throw up. Nor do I retreat. I keep putting one foot in front of the other,…
Throwback Thursday: The Latina Barbie
I know, I know. I’m supposed to be posting about the culmination of Sunday’s date in Rittenhouse Square. But I haven’t finished writing it yet. So…
My House Obsessing System
If all goes according to plan, I will become an official home owner in exactly three weeks. This means, amongst other things, that I have no…
Plagiarism… in Dating
As an adjunct instructor at a community college, I’ve gotten pretty good at catching plagiarism. It happens every semester—literally every semester. Sometimes I wonder how these…
What Happens in Atlantic City…
Being a good Sou’ Philadelphian, I spent the weekend “down the shore” at my parents’ beach rental with my college roommate. At least that was the…
