Why I Missed the Fireworks on New Years Eve
I know, I know: we’re already three days into the New Year and I have yet to post a single word about the Martini Bar Soiree,…
Writing Wednesday: Adventures in Social Awkwardness
Over the weekend, I went to my second meeting of the Philadelphia Writer’s Meetup. For those of you unfamiliar with Meetup, it’s a website that allows…
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…
You’re Asking Me?
Within the past 48 hours, I’ve had three friends come to me for relationship advice. “I’m not exactly batting a thousand over here,” I keep telling…
Skating and Dating
Here’s a tip: if you’re rather touchy about your ice skating skills (or lack thereof in my case), do not agree to hit the rink with…
A Precipitous Predicament
I’m going to blame the snow. On account of Philadelphia’s first real snow storm, I got a little stir crazy on Sunday night. And because my…
Harmony Scharmony
In 2007, I applied for a Rhodes Scholarship. Obviously, I was not selected (as evidenced by the fact that I’m not currently under consideration for a…
My Reactionary Reactivation
It’s 3:00am. (Do you know where your children are?) Conventional wisdom suggests “the best way to get over one man is to get under another” and…
Fieldwork in Stilettos 