Baby You’re a Firework (Whoops! Did I just quote another teen idol?)
Personally, I think America ought to adopt a new Independence Day tradition: instead of shooting off fireworks and holding barbeques, we should all make July 4th…
Independence of a Different Sort
Despite having spent yesterday listing the reasons why America should not have declared its independence from Great Britain, I think it’s time for this particular American…
A 20-Something’s Continued Adventures in Teenage Angst
Sunday evening, 5:00pm: We’re at Penn’s Landing. It’s crowded and hot and full of people who have gathered on the waterfront for the weekly cultural heritage…
My Single Male Friend Friday: Meet “D”
It’s Friday. This means three things. First, by the time you read this I’ll be knee-deep in hula hoops at The School’s Annual Field Day. (I’m…
It’s all Relative, Except when its NOT!
I’m chatting with my friend Ove from Norway about Date #7 (the man from across the state who I’ve never actually met) when he asks the…
Breakfast in Bed… With the Ex
For dramatic effect, I would say that I can’t remember the last time I woke up in bed with a man who could be bothered to…
A Very Sad Day for Me and Prince William
I’d like to respectfully request a moment of silence this morning. Why? Well obviously I’m in mourning. It’s 4:00am here in the US. I’m still in…
An Entire YEAR of Insanity
Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday to me-eee, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME! Okay, so it’s not actually my birthday (my birthday isn’t…
Oh Yeah: it’s President’s Day
Today is President’s Day here in the US. I know this because when I dismissed my final Friday morning class with my usual, “Have a nice…
My First Field Trip… as the Chaperone
Two years ago, world-renown tap dancer Savion Glover, came to London. Having danced with one of his co-stars during my days in the New Jersey Tap…
My Best Valentine’s Day (Obviously Not This Year)
Valentine’s Day. You had to see it coming. I can’t write a blog that’s primarily about dating and let the holiday slip by unnoticed, even though…
Boys and the Blogosphere
It’s no fun being sunburned when the majority of your daily interactions include two rather rambunctious dogs and a gaggle of equally rambunctious preschoolers. Don’t touch…
Kat Echevarría Richter 