And Suddenly a Beach Pass is a Big Deal

The Wedding Date wants to know if I’m a beach person—not because he’s planning some sort of mid-winter, Caribbean getaway (at least not as far as I know), but because he’s trying to decide whether or not to buy a beach pass for the summer. A beach pass. For the summer. It’s only January—the “summer”…

It’s Time to be Ruthless

I once had a professor in college who told me, “You’re extremely gifted.  You’re going to have lots of opportunities come your way.  But you must stay focused.  You must turn them down.  Ruthlessly.” He was one of my favorite professors (admittedly, this had as much to with the course material as it did the…

First off, I apologize for the tardiness of today’s post. It’s raining today in the City of Brotherly Love and whenever it rains our internet connection goes all wonky. Secondly, I’d like to give a great big THANK YOU to everyone who has come rallying to my defense in the wake of the Single Bridezilla…

The Single Bridezilla “Debate” Rages On

Whoddathunkit?  The Single Bridezilla “debate” rages on over at the Daily Mail (142 comments and counting!) and even though I know I shouldn’t even bother reading anymore, I can’t help myself.  The things people will say when they have nothing better to do with their time (and the internet to assure their anonymity) shall never…

Do I Look Fat in this Dress?

My biggest concerns in watching yesterday’s Good Morning America segment on Single Bridezillas were as follows: 1)      Would the producers make me look like a complete lunatic? 2)      Would I look fat in my grandmother’s wedding dress (or worse: fat in the $12 reception dress I scored at Jomar’s)? 3)      Would the sight of me…

I’m Pretty Sure He Was Talking to My Bra

On Friday night, The Wedding Date told me he loved me.  But I don’t think he was talking to me.  I think he was talking to my bra. His exact words were, “God, I love you!” But he was staring at my chest, probably because we were in his bedroom and I had just removed…

Sweet Nothings, En Español

First things first: my Good Morning America debut will occur on Monday, not today as I’d initially thought.  So set your DVRs for Monday morning (or plan to be out—I’m still fairly certain the segment is going to make me look like a complete lunatic!). Now, getting down to business: I once had a neighbor…