Is Domestic Bliss Really Blissful?
Last month, I accepted an invitation from an old college friend to come to dinner at her place. I’d just found out that I did not,…
The Perfect Victorian Housewife
Last night I made a whole wheat chicken pot pie. What relevance does this have to online dating? A lot, actually. You see, I’d have made…
Today’s Catch: Plenty of Fish from the Jersey Shore
When I signed up for Plenty of Fish back in March, it took me about 0.00023 seconds to realize that I ought to set up a…
Why Angry People Should Stick to Home Exercise
“You f*cking b*tch!” The blond chick with the chunky red highlights ignores me, so I add a curt “I hate you!” under my breath. Of course,…
Ten Days Out… and its getting TOO DARN HOT!
So remember the time I got really bored and decided to do something crazy? And no, I’m not referring to My Great Date Experiment. I’m referring…
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 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…
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