A Case of the Dropsies (Part 1)
It’s 7:00pm, Saturday night. I’ve survived the rehearsal dinner, the ceremony, the cocktail hour and the requisite introductions to Date #7’s relatives, including the uncle who…
(Thank Goodness for) The Rehearsal Dinner
Rest assured: I will not be tying the knot at Tyler Arboretum. But before we get to Date #7’s brother’s wedding and my near death-by-exposure, shrapnel,…
The Rehearsal Dinner Too?
Date #7 wants me to go to the rehearsal dinner for his brother’s wedding. Under ordinary circumstances, this would be cause for celebration: a man I…
Fieldwork in Stilettos 