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…
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…
In case you were wondering, the Starbucks salted caramel mocha tastes neither of salt nor of caramel (until you the get the last inch and a…
I’ve been really looking forward to seeing The Wedding Date, but I’m also a bit nervous. This is for several reasons. Firstly, I’m meeting him at…
I stumbled upon the following last night: I don’t generally believe in signs (especially signs that tell me things I’d prefer to ignore) but this one…
My preschoolers have reached an important milestone in their young lives. They still can’t tie their shoes (“Miss Kat, I’m only FOUR! I’m not going to…
You know those women on Dr. Phil and Judge Judy? The ones who go through their boyfriend’s cell phones for signs of infidelity? The ones who…
My legs are shaved, my eyebrows are plucked and thanks to several of my more observant preschoolers having asked, “Miss Kat! You have a beard???” my……
Well, I’m glad that yesterday’s post didn’t completely offend anyone. And those of you who pointed out that beauty doesn’t necessarily equal power are right; beauty…
I initially wrote this post several months ago, but it seemed… well, a bit bitchy. Not to mention politically incorrect. So I never published it. But…
Persuasion. We’ve all felt it. In fact, there’s an entire Jane Austen novel on the subject, entitled (not surprisingly) “Persuasion.” It wasn’t one of her best,…
On Tuesdays, the traffic in Philadelphia is as such that I can either leave an hour and half early for work (thus arriving with forty minutes…
Getting back to Date #6… we did indeed go for dinner on Thursday night. On account of it being Restaurant Week here in a Philadelphia, we…