My Single Male Friend Friday: Meet “D”
It’s Friday. This means three things. First, by the time you read this I’ll be knee-deep in hula hoops at The School’s Annual Field Day. (I’m…
How (Not) to Sexile Your Parents
Here’s one I bet you’ve never heard before: I’m attempting to “(s)exile” my parents. (For those of you just joining us, I moved back in with…
Why I’m NOT Buying Sexy Underwear
So I’m trying to be more honest with myself and this entails being more honest with all of you. Oddly enough, I find it easier to…
How Can You Tell if a MAN is Engaged?
Here’s something I don’t get: why don’t men wear engagement rings? I know that a diamond is meant to symbolize the man’s financial wherewithal (the rational…
STOP Writing Love Letters
There is a fine line between romance and desperation. I know this not only because I’ve crossed it on more than one occasion but because I…
What My Doodles Might Be Telling Me
Getting back to the Philadelphia Writer’s Conference and my remaining two discoveries (because I’m sure you’ve all been hanging on the edge of your seats, just…
Queen of the Buffet
I discovered three interesting things about myself and life in general yesterday. It was Day #1 of the Philadelphia’s Writer Conference and as such, I found…
The Worst Speed Dater in History
Well that was a waste of a good outfit, two subway tokens and an eight-dollar glass of wine. But let’s start at the beginning, shall we?…
Remind Me: Why am I Going Speed Dating AGAIN?
I got a bit distracted during yesterday’s post. As such, I forgot to explain why I’m going speed dating in the first place. Lest you think…
Speed Dating: An Accident (waiting to happen)
Okay, I know I just finished writing “enough is enough” (and subsequently cancelling all of my online dating subscriptions) but my little “breakthrough” took place after…
Life Lessons from a FASHION Director?
Ladies and gentleman, I have an announcement to make. Three actually. The first is that I spent Memorial Day at my parents’ place in The-Middle-of-Nowhere (Hoopers…
It’s Time to Tie the Knot– just “knot” for me
It’s starting again. I scraped through the first round of weddings—the post-college round—by the skin of my teeth. Always flying in from somewhere, always just after…
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