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The good thing about being, well, happy, is that you don’t mind what other people do or do not do. Exhibit A: The European is very smart. I’ve always known this about him but as time goes on, I’m starting to realize just how hard (and how constantly) his brain works. I don’t really get…

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29, Here I Come

Today is my 29th birthday. I am (dare I say it?) happy. I am spending the morning in my favorite coffee shop, drinking my favorite summer drink (iced chai) and eating my favorite coffee shop breakfast (an everything bagel with a fried egg, pesto and cheese). There aren’t even any bratty children in sight. Life…

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And Then I Fell into a Rowboat

The plan was to meet for Happy Hour at Bistro Romano, head down to the Harbor Park and spend an hour or so canoodling in a hammock and then meet up with a few friends for an outdoor screening of The Princess Bride beneath the Walnut St. Bridge. Mistake #1 was thinking that I could…

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Throw Back Thursday: Date #12

Here’s a little tidbit from 2010, back when I was young and crazy and able to date multiple men at the same time.  Enjoy! I’m sitting cross legged on the floor, eyes closed, holding the index finger of my left hand against my left nostril and breathing through my right.  Why?  Because the flap on…

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Rookie Mistake #1: How Not to Pack Books

Who knew that packing to move was such an art? I thought I had it down: labeling ALL sides of each box, listing not only the contents but the final destination (living room, bedroom or the soon-to-be-Lady-Hoofers-World-Headquarters), and writing “fragile” on my collection of centerpiece vases stolen from the Sugarhouse Casino. What I did not…

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Where’s the Recall Button?

Today I sent my first-ever email to The European. This is significant for two reasons: He has a proper, respectable career I have a hard time sending proper, respectable emails As a writer, I love sending messages. I’m not really all that interesting to talk to in real life (seriously, I’m not) but if you…

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The Height Thing

Last month my aunt and uncle came to visit. I’m not terribly close to any of my extended family so when my mom suggested I ask my aunt about “the thing” I had to stop and think for a minute. “What thing?” I asked. “You know. Your height thing. Because your Aunt Christ is taller…

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The Trouble with Older Men

Okay, now that we’ve gotten the real estate out of the way, let’s talk about men. As most of you know, I’ve always gone for older men. When I was in my early twenties, this translated to cars and proper houses and fancy dinners on Valentine’s Day—a reprieve, if you will, from my world of…