It is. I’m sure you know that. My unemployment is gone and I babysit for a living. I am {hoping} to move and live alone again soon, in a close and familiar South Philly neighboorhood. I spend 50% of my time with other people’s children and I adore it. I also adore my nights off [...]

My dad isn’t a big internet user and I’m pretty positive he doesn’t even know that this blog exists, but I wanted to post these photos anyway, in honor of Father’s Day. Thanks, Dad, for letting me suck on your dirty fingers, feed you pretzel rods, and for giving me my first sip of beer. [...]

Last Friday night I cut off all my hair. This is not an exaggeration, I went from having hair that hit nearish the middle of my back to a super short pixie cut. The reaction amongst my friends has been pretty standard, people are surprised, then compliment the cut, and then they ask what made [...]

I am reminding myself of this constantly lately and wish I had had the foresight to print a poster that said as much when I was at Hamilton Wood Type & Printing Museum {which yes, I know, I still have to blog about!}. Since I didn’t predict this mildly stressful period that I’m currently going [...]

There are two distinct sides of my personality: the cynic who firmly believes that love will never find her and the hopeless romantic who swoons over the thought of sweet nothings, love letters, other halves, soul mates, etc. Generally I side with the cynic. I am picky, nearly impossible to please; dropping men for the [...]

The neighborhood I lived in as a little girl was filled with kids. There was never a shortage of children to play with, and they all became something like family. When I moved away I didn’t think twice about leaving all these neighbors behind – probably because I’d always felt like something of an outsider [...]

I saw this image on Design for Mankind today and couldn’t help but smile. You see, my completely adorable baby sister has a hard time saying the word “muskox” and instead says “mugsocks.” Too fucking cute.  Last summer we spent a few days in Wildwood and I relished every single time I could coax the [...]

My brother was obsessed with bathrooms when we were kids. He would disappear for at least 10 minutes every time my family went to a restaurant. I have No Fucking Clue what that was all about, but this article from Jezebel about an essay about a kid obsessed with urinals {and other things} reminded me [...]