Blogging and Boyfriends Do Not Mix
Blogging, I’ve decided, is a single girl’s game. Now that I’m not-exactly-single, these daily posts are starting to feel like a chore, and stuff keeps happening…
Standards Revisted (Because Sometimes Lists Can Be a Good Thing)
Ever since I became aware of the fact that boys didn’t actually suck (and didn’t actually have cooties), I’ve kept a list: Must be tall, must…
My Marie Claire Debut: What Every Man Wants to Hear
It was the moment every single man dreams of, which is why I thrust my chai latte at The Wedding Date and ran towards the “woman’s…
Biscuits in Bed and Other Shenanigans
Whoops. I got a bit ahead of myself yesterday. I wasn’t supposed to write about the wedding. I was supposed to write about what happened before…
Wedding Reading 101: Give Them a Reason to Use Their Tissues
I have issues with wedding readings. The last time I was asked to read at a wedding, it was for a friend from high school from…
To Boston and Back (Hint: We lived to tell!)
“We didn’t kill each other!” These are the first words out of The Wedding Date’s mouth when my mom picks us up at the airport on…
The Aliens Are Coming For Me
As if I didn’t have enough on my mind with tomorrow’s trip to Boston with The Wedding Date, E.T. is sad at me. I know this…
How The Wedding Date Became MY Wedding Date
Did I mention that The Wedding Date and I are flying to Boston on Friday? No? Well, we are. I’ve known since our third date (which…
Why I Missed the Fireworks on New Years Eve
I know, I know: we’re already three days into the New Year and I have yet to post a single word about the Martini Bar Soiree,…
The Official Martini Bar Soiree Cheat Sheet
It’s finally here: the official 2012 New Year’s Eve Martini Bar Soiree! I’ve yet to come up with even the most cliché of New Year’s Resolutions…
A Surprise in My Inbox
Well folks, I have a new Facebook friend. And the conversation that prompted his request somehow pre-empted his reading of my post on the subject. Go…
Since when is “Friend” a verb?
Absence doesn’t make the heart grow fonder. Absence makes the heart grow nitpicky. It’s been eleven days since I last saw The Wedding Date and even…
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