Man Enough to Say “I Like You”
I’m not trying to kill myself, it’s just that I’ve taught thirteen dance classes over the past 48 hours so when I finally pull my car…
Hot and Cold and Oh-So-Predictable
For today’s post, I am indebted, once again, to Kate of Kate Ferguson Writes. She’s an English teacher and even though we’ve never met, her comments…
The Trouble with Men (and Smartphones)
I like the middle-of-nowhere, I really do, but upon finding myself stuck in the middle-of-nowhere with neither internet access nor decent cell phone coverage for the…
Two Men, One Martini Bar
It’s not as bad as it sounds, although I suppose any woman who accidentally invites two men to Thanksgiving dinner ought to provide some sort of…
And We’re Back: The Black Friday Martini Bar Soiree
I know. I know. It’s been ages. But I have an excuse. Honest. And it involves both men and dance and the annual Hoopers Island Black…
