Single Girl Home Owning: Boiling Point (Part One: Saying Good-Bye to Bessie the Behemoth Boiler)

When I moved into the Huh House in the Fall of 2013 I knew part of the package deal was a home heated by fossil fuel oil fueling baseboards with forced hot water. For those green minded urbanites blessed with geothermal units, Eskimos harnessing ice in igloos, and others not in the know, that means … More Single Girl Home Owning: Boiling Point (Part One: Saying Good-Bye to Bessie the Behemoth Boiler)

Dial-Up Date

Let’s take a trip down Mating Dance Memory Lane, shall we?  I invite you to fall down the rabbit hole with me to that time I was the Bad Date, capital B, capital D, to my first ever Internet Date.  It culminated in an incident involving a Tony Little Gazelle but we’ll get there in … More Dial-Up Date

No More Vikings

His sweat smelled like Cheetos and he wore a kilt.  Yes, my date on this balmy, humid, moisture dripping late July Sunday afternoon fancies himself a Scottish Viking plunked down in the middle of central Pennsylvania.   Lest anyone think I deem every date over 6’ as Viking in stature because of my previously recounted … More No More Vikings

Drinks and Other Things with Narcoleptic Nate

“Aren’t I just so much fun,” he asks again as his lips curl in self-derision.  There’s been a lot of that kind of sneering this evening and this is the third time he’s made the same self-deprecating comment.   Inner monologue time.  No Dude.  You really aren’t.  But I’m wearing underwire for these double D’s … More Drinks and Other Things with Narcoleptic Nate

Single Girl Home Owning: Sewage Edition (AKA How I Spent an Evening with Plumber Jim)

On a good day I have my morning hustle down to a pat 30 minutes from feet on the floor to keys in the ignition.  The Type A in me prepares everything the night before so the not such a morning person, more likely to grunt than talk before coffee me has no idea what … More Single Girl Home Owning: Sewage Edition (AKA How I Spent an Evening with Plumber Jim)