Wendi Rank
Wendi Rank is a Philadelphia-based writer and nurse known for her “Weekend Wanderer” column in MONTCO.Today, where she shares heartfelt stories, reflections, and insights on everyday life.
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Weekend Wanderer: Colliding Fears and Yogic Breathing
There is something worse than using a portable toilet because you’re camping. It’s using a portable toilet in a scuba suit because you’re at an…
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Weekend Wanderer: Don’t Make Me Scuba Dive, Part Two
You may remember I’m certifying in open-water scuba diving. You may also remember I’m afraid of swimming over large objects, like whales or a shipwreck. …
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Weekend Wanderer: A Million Dollars, Egg Containers, and Wall Street
I had to take Willie to The Container Store in King of Prussia. Now, my family — both immediate and extended — has banned me…
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Weekend Wanderer: A Romantic Weekend … in Harrisburg?
Last week, I hinted at my romantic weekend in Harrisburg. As resident Pennsylvanians, I think we can all agree Harrisburg in February is like Paris…
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Weekend Wanderer: Let Burt Bacharach Be Your Guide
I missed my exit on the turnpike last week because Burt Bacharach went to Marion’s bar in Nepal. I’m not saying my missed exit was…
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Weekend Wanderer: When Mom Stands You Up for Dinner
My editors ask that I submit this column by Thursday each week. They say Thursday. What I hear is Tuesday because Thursday is just preposterous. …
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Weekend Wanderer: When Your Muse Quits
I have always said that as long as Willie and Indy are alive, I’ll have stories. But half of that equation has gone to Marion’s…
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Weekend Wanderer: All You Need Is Family. Sort of
I’m wondering if you guys remember Thanksgiving. Specifically, the Thanksgiving that almost was — the one in which my aunt planned to go to my…
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Weekend Wanderer: Do I Really Need to Be Alone?
Well. Now that Indy is — Wait. How do I characterize Indy now that Indy is gone? Because I really can’t write, over and over,…
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Weekend Wanderer: Laugh … Even if You’re Sad
“Let’s see if it’s ready yet.” That was Indy, on Veterans Day. Veteran Temple of Doom residents had been invited to display mementos of their…
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Weekend Wanderer: Spending Christmas with Rick Steves
I accidentally spent $177 on a beef tenderloin. One hundred and seventy-seven dollars. It all started with Rick Steves’ European Christmas. I watched it on…
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Weekend Wanderer: The Night of the Banana Bread
Well, last week we talked about Thanksgiving. Today, we’re talking about The Night of the Banana Bread. Indy wasn’t feeling great. He was, in fact,…
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Weekend Wanderer: The Thanksgiving That Almost Was
I know Thanksgiving is over. I mean, my Christmas decorations have been up for a week. But I have to tell you about the Thanksgiving…
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Weekend Wanderer: Mother Nature Is Cruel. Just Ask My Purse
I complain about the cabin a lot. The cabin. The Cabin. I don’t own it. That honor goes to my husband and father-in-law. It was…
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Weekend Wanderer: Being Alone for the First Time in Years
So with two gainfully employed adolescents, a few nights a week I find myself in a peculiar position. I am, for the first time in…
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Weekend Wanderer: More Than One Way to Bury a Cat
A few weeks ago, I made a comment about my dead pets’ ashes. In my bar. Their ashes are in my bar. I thought nothing…
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Weekend Wanderer: Fostering Independence — and Taking It Away
I think I did the worst thing I’ve ever done. It was a chilly but sunny Friday, the trees just beginning to embrace their fall…























