Today’s Catch: Plenty of Fish from the Jersey Shore
When I signed up for Plenty of Fish back in March, it took me about 0.00023 seconds to realize that I ought to set up a…
When I signed up for Plenty of Fish back in March, it took me about 0.00023 seconds to realize that I ought to set up a…
“You f*cking b*tch!” The blond chick with the chunky red highlights ignores me, so I add a curt “I hate you!” under my breath. Of course,…
So remember the time I got really bored and decided to do something crazy? And no, I’m not referring to My Great Date Experiment. I’m referring…
I should be in a hot tub overlooking the Chesapeake right now. But like President Obama, I too have cut my vacation short in order to…
It was so much easier to get married in the nineteenth century. I know this not because I majored in history as an undergraduate or because…
Back in junior high, my BFF and I decided to write a manual for boys—boys who were interested in dating us. We were fed up with…
Upon my return from Pittsburgh, one of my former college roommates invited me to a little get-together at the farm where she’s been house sitting since…
“What do you think?” Date #7 asks, his voice no more than a whisper as he slips his arm around my back. “I think I need…
Before we get started, don’t forget to click here to cast your vote for Philadelphia’s Most Valuable Blogger (me, obviously; where else can you go for…
So it’s Sunday evening, I’m sitting in the stands at my first hockey game (which also happens to a hockey game in which Date #7 is…
On Sunday afternoon, Date #7 informs me that he has a hockey game later that evening and that he’s debating whether or not to “drag” me…
Okay. I know I promised to get back to writing my own blog but when I made that promise, I’d forgotten that I’d signed up for…