An Epidemic of Serial Daters

I was talking to journalist Nick Paumgarten about his recent piece on online dating in the New Yorker when it hit me— okay, I wasn’t actually talking to him per se (I was sitting at my desk logged into his “author chat” over at newyorker.com and talking “to” him via a heavily moderated comments box)—but…

Italy, Crazy Ideas and an Invitation

Before I pick up where we left off yesterday with the contents of Date #7’s email, I need to explain something: I love Italy.  I love pretty much all of Europe actually (except Frankfurt—Frankfurt has never done it for me) but Italy holds a special place in my heart.  This for three reasons: 1)      Italy…

Kat’s Wedding Index

Three: Number of times I got teary eyed during yesterday’s service. Three: Number of times I got teary eyed during yesterday’s reception. Eleven: Number of hours spent in 5-inch heels. Four: Number of new blisters acquired. One: Number of cake slices consumed. Five: Number of cake slices I wish I’d consumed. Three: Number of former…

The Back Up (Husband) Plan

“If we r both single when we both r 50 we marry?” It’s just after 9:00pm in the US, which means it’s just after 3:00am in Norway and my friend Ove (who you may recall from his appearance on My Single Male Friend Friday a few months ago) is just coming home from a night…

These Boots Were Made for (Jay)walking

It took me a long time to figure out that being a girl comes with certain powers (and by a “long time” I mean approximately 24.5 years so this is still rather new for me).  Sure, I’ve flirted my way to a drink or two over the years, and I’ve started to accept help with…