And We’re Back: The Black Friday Martini Bar Soiree
I know. I know. It’s been ages. But I have an excuse. Honest. And it involves both men and dance and the annual Hoopers Island Black…
Pole Dancing for Jesus
Ladies and gentleman, I’ve made a decision. An important decision. A potentially life-altering decision. I’m going to quit the Congress on Research in Dance and join…
Beaujolais or Bachata?
It’s four o’clock in the afternoon. The Wedding Date and I are seated on the couch in his living room and despite the fact that our…
A Sneak Peak Inside The Wedding Date’s House
We hike, we picnic and we down the entire thermos of hot chocolate I’ve prepared for our little excursion. Eventually, The Wedding Date suggests we go…
Friday with The Wedding Date
I’d forgotten what a pain in the butt it can be to prepare for a picnic when you live in the city and don’t own a…
