Stories
The Engagement: A Surprising Proposal
Considering all the work I did to get the perfect ring, I figured that I would need to make the proposal extra special – or at the very least a surprise. I also wanted to do something Nadia would enjoy, which led me to two options: NYC or a Virginia winery.
The Engagement: Finding The Perfect Ring
Secretly finding the perfect engagement ring for Nadia was no easy task. In fact, the only thing harder than finding the perfect engagement ring for her was finding the best deal on the perfect ring. Through patience and determination, I was able to do both.
The Hello Kitty Birthday Cake That Almost Wasn’t
For my daughter’s fifth birthday, we decided to throw a party at the house. She chose a Hello Kitty theme, which meant a Hello Kitty cake. I ordered the cake two days in advance, as required by Walmart. Because of snow I went to pick it up three days after ordering it and was told there was no cake!
A Night Out: Adam’s Morgan Style
I haven’t been out to a bar or club in DC in quite some time. Frankly, I’m too old for that. But, when my friends invited me out, I decided to go because, well… why not? I did have a good time, but I was also reminded of why I rarely go to DC clubs anymore.
To The Guy Driving The Carerra: Thanks.
When you’re speeding down the highway at 70 miles per hour, seeing a cop can make your stomach sink. Watching the cop get in his cruiser as you pass, and start speeding towards you can certainly be unnerving. Unless, of course, you realize that there’s a black, convertible Porsche Carrera S next to you.
An Act Of Desperation?
The current state of the economy seems to make people do crazy and desperate things. Last night, while making a stop at Harris Teeter, I think I witnessed first-hand, just how desperate one woman has become.
Wind 1, Japanese Engineering 0
Have you ever been barreling the highway at 85 miles an hour when you hear a sound like you hit something in the road — the problem is, there wasn’t anything in the road? It can be a pretty scary feeling, as you try to diagnose the problem from behind the wheel and all passersby look at your car like, “Whoa.” It happened to me today on the New Jersey Turnpike.
