Black and White and Wet all over
Okay, I would like to state, for the record, that I have gone an entire week without posting anything wedding-related. I also told PIC that we…
Slightly Less Trouble, Part 3
“I don’t believe in signs,” I found myself saying to TWD several house later as I sat in my car in the parking lot at Bryn…
Sometimes it’s Okay to Be Needy
Warning: I’m about to get kinda sappy. And philosophical. And I’m not even drinking. Earlier this year, my partner-in-crime took leave of our tap company, The…
Sometimes, Ovarian Cancer Can Be a Good Thing
“I’m feeling a little something,” says the nurse. A little something? What kind of little something? I’m lying on my back, with my heels hooked into…
Please Step Away from the Cell Phone
Its 2:00 in the afternoon on one of those rare days where I’m not gearing up to teach my evening classes. I’m bored and even though…
A Quaker Serial Dater?
Starting tomorrow, I will have approximately one hundred children under my care for the duration of the school year. Although “After I Quit My Day Job”…
Off to Europe
Of course, the novelty of rain may wear off once I’m back in the UK but that’s a risk I’m more than happy to take.
The Dawn of a New Era
It’s 5:40am. It’s 5:40am on Saturday, actually, and I am still alive because yesterday, at the Philadelphia Writer’s Conference, I managed to not have a heart…
Fieldwork in Stilettos 