He Doesn’t Like to Snack!
Houston, we have a problem. Date #17 doesn’t like to snack. I repeat: he doesn’t like to snack. He’ll eat his edamame and drink his fancy…
The Importance of Eating Sushi
There’s nothing like carpooling with a female co-worker to illustrate the obvious differences between men and women. Fifteen minutes into our commute, we’d covered ex-boyfriends, current…
My Third Date with #17
He bought me flowers. Flowers! The timing of their presentation, however, was rather problematic in that I’d just asked, “So, how was your day?” only to…
The Mystery Man Revealed
I know what you’re all wondering. After reading about the careful construction of my thirtieth date outfit, my discussion of Austen over pancakes and my decision…
Thirtieth Time’s a Charm, Part Duex
And so to continue with my thirtieth date: although I’d be much fonder of brunch if it was socially acceptable to drink raspberry chocolate martinis at…
