The Wandering Tooth Brusher
I am what I like to call an EFFICIENT teeth brusher. I mean why stand there at the bathroom sink when you could be getting things…
I am what I like to call an EFFICIENT teeth brusher. I mean why stand there at the bathroom sink when you could be getting things…
No, this is not another rant about how weird and archaic it is to sit around waiting for the man you love to pop the question…
It’s Wednesday night and PIC and I are eating dinner in front of the TV. He leans back and glances up at the ceiling fan (which…
Here is how I know that there’s an engagement ring in my future. Last week, upon finding myself very angry at PIC for a number of…
Hi, remember me? The girl who used to blog here? Well, I’m back. Again. But this time it’s for good and I’m finally going to start…
I’m sorry for last week—for getting you all excited about my return to “regular” posting only to leaving you hanging with a single, solitary, charming-but-rather-daft post…
I wrote but never published the following post as my last relationship was falling apart last winter. A few weeks ago, we got into a fight…
It’s time for another confession. I promised myself that I would never again let my life revolve around a boyfriend, and I’m keeping this promise, but…
I’ve spent the better part of my life wondering if love is real or not. On good days, I think it’s a feeling, an emotion, an…
On our first date, there was, amongst other things, mention of a wedding. It was for an old friend of his from high school and would…
The average American male, upon finding himself in the kitchen of a woman he’s just met on the morning after their second date, would probably skedaddle…
You know those people who go on first dates that last like for 12 hours? With men they meet on the internet? Those people confound me.…