September 7, 2010
This is my dad. He is extremely handy. He can fix almost anything and, if he doesn’t know how to fix it already, he will research the hell out of it until he finds out. He has repaired televisions, doors, gardens, garages, bathrooms, broken glasses, broken computers, broken cell phones, pianos, and, most importantly, cars. This Labor Day Weekend, as I was home with my parents, my dad, hawk-eyed, noticed a problem with my car’s windshield wipers. I didn’t notice, ...
March 8, 2010
As part of our continuing world travel plans, Mr. B and I are planning to go to India this spring because we’re bored of Europe (see: Prague) and ready for a little bit of third-world excitement. Little did we know that the excitement would start before we even bought our tickets. This weekend, we were in Philadelphia with my parents and my mother-in-law and the conversation came around to our travel plans. “I don’t like this idea at all,” said ...