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Thanksgiving Stress

A Tale of Two Thanksgivings, Part 1

Growing up, I never understood why grownups got so stressed about Thanksgiving.  I mean seriously, what’s the big deal?  You eat turkey, you shove some vegetables around your plate so that it looks as though you’ve eaten them and then you watch Miracle on 34th Street.  Everyone goes to sleep happy and the next day you have leftovers. Well, now that I myself am a grown up, I’m beginning to understand. On Monday night, for example, I told one of my supervisors that I needed to talk to her about competition routines before she left for the evening.  Her response?  “I have 25 people coming for Thanksgiving dinner.”  In other words there would be no talk of competition routines until after Thursday. It wasn’t until I studied abroad and found myself in charge of my very own Thanksgiving dinner that I realized how much work goes into playing hostess.  And even though I’m not hosting this year, I’m involved with someone, which means double the turkey, double the driving and double the stress. In another …

moving furniture

More Matress Moments

We have 13 people coming to the Black Friday Martini Bar Soiree this year, including my brother, our grandparents and The Wedding Date and his two children.  As nine of the guests will also be staying overnight, I decided to get a jump on the preparations while The Wedding Date and I were down at Hoopers Island this weekend. Unfortunately my powers of deductive reasoning aren’t quite what they used to be. When we arrived, I noticed that the mattress from the old guest room was leaning against the wall, along with the box spring.  This is because my grandparents can’t stand each other so we had to get twin beds for them, thus displacing the normal, grown-up sized mattress. “Those must be meant for the bedroom upstairs,” I announced to The Wedding Date. My mom, you see, rented a truck several weeks ago and hauled all of the excess furniture and bedding down to Maryland.  I figured she left the mattress and box spring in the hall on the ground floor because she couldn’t …

Indiana Jones

A Case of Multiple Indianas

Evidently, when you’re celebrating Halloween at an archaeology museum, Indiana Jones is a rather popular costume choice.  The Wedding Date and I spent all after working on our outfits (he even helped me blow dry the glitter paint I decided to add to my Marion Ravenwood shirt at the last minute) only to discover that we were one of five Indiana/Marion couples. In fact, the Indianas outnumbered the mummies! Personally, I think our costumes were the best (especially seeing as we’d spent less than $10 a piece on them) but we’ve already started scheming for next year. In the meantime, Hurricane Sandy has come and gone, leaving the city of Philadelphia more or less just how she found it.  We had a minor tree accident in the backyard but the rain has finally stopped and The Wedding Date has finally headed back to New Jersey (I’m more excited about the former than the latter). For today’s amusement, check out my latest for HotDateIdeas: 10 Worst First Date Ideas. Related articles 5 Things I Don’t Get …

cookie monster

Reasons (Not) to Get Married

I watch enough reality TV to know that there are some very stupid reasons to get married.  That hasn’t stopped me, however, from compiling the following list: (Keep in mind its late and I’ve just come from baking 160 cookies for Parent Observation Night at the studio.) Health Insurance: The Wedding Date works for the state.  He has good health insurance.  I work for myself.  I do not.  My current plan is simply “Don’t get sick.” Water Pressure: The Wedding Date has an amazing shower.  Because he’s a neat freak, it’s always clean and the water pressure is to die for.  Seriously.  I could spend hours in his shower. Vacuuming: The Wedding Date actually enjoys vacuuming.  He says it makes him feel zen.  I have tried to cultivate a zen attitude while vacuuming on numerous occasions but now that I can’t vacuum in the nude, it’s not nearly as fun as it used to be.  (Who am I kidding?  Vacuuming is never fun.  I hate it with a passion.) My Grandmother: I had breakfast with …

Thanksgiving Modern Family

Finally: A Date to the Hooper’s Island Martini Bar Soiree

It’s finally happening.  After two years, 31 men and over one hundred dates, I’ve finally landed myself a proper boyfriend to join me at the annual Hooper’s Island Black Friday Martini Bar Soiree. For those of you who are just joining us, the Black Friday Martini Bar Soiree is the social event of the season on Hooper’s Island—mainly because the island has no real season and social events are generally limited to muskrat BBQ’s at the local fire station or emergency evacuations during hurricane season. But no matter.  The Black Friday Martini Bar Soiree is one of my favorite holidays, second only to the New Years Eve Martini Bar Soiree.  (Are we sensing a theme here?)  It’s our family’s version of Thanksgiving (which we celebrate on Friday instead of Thursday because of my dad’s work schedule) and after dinner we play Taboo or light a bonfire and I always end up drinking way too much because I manage to convince myself that martinis are less calories than stuffing… I haven’t had a date to Thanksgiving …

couple arguing

The Other Woman: “I” vs. “A”

The Wedding Date has a lot of friends.  A lot of female friends, and between the ex-girlfriends, the co-workers, the former classmates and the students, I find myself getting a bit tetchy—not to mention paranoid— at times. I know I’m his girlfriend.  And frankly he doesn’t have the time to cheat on me but how am I supposed to feel when he calls me during Thursday night’s Presidential Debate to tell me about some important family news and I ask if I can call him back the next morning because I’m at a debate watch party and he tells me not to call him in the morning but to call him in the afternoon instead? (Especially when I know he always talks to one of his female friends on his way into work?) Probably I’m supposed to feel understanding.  She’s his oldest and closest friend.  She’s been his sounding board for family issues for years, long before I came into the picture.  She’s married so really, there’s no need for me to view her as …

sexy breakfast in bed

Breakfast in Bed: The Final Frontier

Ladies and gentleman, we’ve had a break through.  It all started Sunday morning when I found myself snuggled in bed with The Wedding Date for the third installment of the 1995 Pride and Prejudice miniseries. (Yes, we’re watching Jane Austen together.  It was part of the deal I made to watch Star Wars.) The only problem with the 1995 Pride and Prejudice miniseries is that it’s rather long.  Six hours to be exact, and even though they’re six hours of Colin Firth goodness, a fictional Edwardian gentleman can only go so far in satisfying a woman’s a needs.  And I was hungry. “How do you feel about breakfast in bed?” I asked The Wedding Date. “Not good,” he replied.  Keep in mind this is the same man who practically had a heart attack when I tried to bring a Tupperware of cookies into his living room on our third date. But that was nearly a year ago.  Since then, we’ve worked up to wine on the coffee table, water on the nightstand and even popcorn …

Dungeons and dragons board game

A New Strategy…

Last Friday, I joined The Wedding Date and his youngest at his parents’ house for a round of Lords of Water Deep.  What is Lords of Water Deep?  Why I thought you’d never ask. Lords of Water Deep is the next step on my descent into total geekdom.  In other words, it’s a board game… a “Euro” if you want to get technical.  First it was Carcassonne, then cam Settlers of Catan and now finally Lords of Water Deep. The thing I like most about it is that you can tell when your opponents are scheming because you have to collect little wooden cubes that represent people and allow you to complete an assortment of non-violent and quasi-historical quests. But it’s not just the non-violence and the vague historicity that I’m into.  It’s the fact that you can stick it to your opponent with a mandatory quest card that requires them to use their carefully selected cubes on an ill-advised goose chase, thereby draining them of their hard-earned resources in exchange for a mere two …