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Throwback Thursday: Date #4

Remember Date #4?  I certainly do.  And not because I’m still pining away for him (I’ve come a long way since I was 24) but rather because I’m still not quite sure what happened between us.  More importantly, I’m still not quite sure what happened to me.  Looking back, it seems a rather straightforward descent…

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The Rain Test

Eventually, I’m going to have to stop posting about TWD.  After all, no one is going to date a girl who blogs about her ex-boyfriend every day.  But today is not that day. Then again, today’s post isn’t actually about TWD.  It’s about me. Here’s the crazy thing: after TWD and I broke up, I…

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Compromise? Well, it Sucks…

I’m hoping, as I pull into the parking space in front of The Wedding Date’s house on Wednesday night, that he’s going to sweep me up in his arms and tell me he’ll do whatever it takes to be with me: sell his house, quit his job, move to Philadelphia, anything so long as we…

On the Eve of my 27th Birthday

Tomorrow is my birthday, which means I get to write WHATEVER I want today and you HAVE to read it because I’m the birthday girl and I said so!  My plans for the evening are top secret but rest assured: it’s going to be a fan-tabulous evening. I’m really excited because this year, unlike last…

A Chink in the Armor

Today marks the start of the Philadelphia Writer’s Conference.  This means—amongst other things—that I will probably find myself in the throes of an existential crisis in approximately 24 hours.  I’ll likely decide to quit my day job (again), make plans to run off to Europe (again), and attempt—albeit subconsciously—to end my relationship with The Wedding…

Part 2: The Art of Sleeping Together with Kids

It’s 7:00am.  I should be in bed, snuggled up to The Wedding Date, but instead I’m standing barefoot in my parents’ garage in my pajamas, trying to clamber my way into the elevator so I can sneak upstairs and across the hall without being detected.  Why?  Well, let’s just say dating a man with kids…

A Double Date… with The Wedding Date’s PARENTS!

And suddenly, somehow, without quite realizing it, The Wedding Date and I have been dating for six months. We celebrated our anniversary unwittingly (six months came and went with our visit to the art museum) and it wasn’t until after the fact that we even bothered to calculate how long we’d been dating.  This, of…