Of Hurricanes and Hipsters
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…
“The American Heiress” by Daisy Goodwin
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…
The Next Installment of the Gentlemen’s Guide: Weekend Wooing
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…
A Cowgirl I am Not…
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…
“Brilliant but Insufferable” (A direct quote from the man himself)
“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…
The Importance of a Well-Stocked Fridge
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…
Pittsburgh, Part 4 (Two Sporty Posts in a Row!)
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…
Pittsburgh, Part 3: My First Hockey Game
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…
The Art of Ass-Kicking: 6 Thoughts on Online Dating from a Guy’s Perspective
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…
The Pittsburgh Saga, Part 2
On Sunday morning, Date #7 tells me to put on a pair of sneakers. “Sneakers?” I ask. “Seriously? I hate sneakers.” It’s true: I don’t wear…
Pittsburgh, Part 1
He does not kiss me hello, nor does he offer to carry my bag. By the time we reach his flat and he sits down in…
A Quick Update While Date #7 is in the Shower…
Date #7 is in the shower, which means I have a few moments to myself for the first time since… well, since I arrived in Pittsburgh…
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