The Mass Transit Adventures of an Occasional (but not today) Role Model
So it’s 7:30am and I’m on the subway headed downtown to meet PIC at his office. I’ve gotten up early to go to the gym because…
So it’s 7:30am and I’m on the subway headed downtown to meet PIC at his office. I’ve gotten up early to go to the gym because…
Okay, let’s take a quick break from weddings and talk about something that’s, you know, actually important. This time last week, as I was a driving…
So, getting back to wedding dresses. Those of your who read my Wedding Twins post last week were probably wondering why I haven’t ordered a dress yet,…
It’s here. It’s finally, finally here: my very first exclusive invitation to a big-city bridal salon for (wait for it) “discerning brides.” Tickets usually cost $75…
I know that marriage is about compromise (or finding creative solutions, or win/win scenarios or whatever the current non-compromise buzz words happen to be) and that…
My fiancé is obsessed with BJs. And no, I’m not talking about the sexual act. I’m talking about the store. The damn bulk warehouse store. I,…
In honor of our upcoming week at the beach (yes, an entire week!) this week’s travel blooper features a rather sad Jersey Shore incident that took…
Shortly after my second date with PIC, I told my family, “I’m going to marry this man.” My mother’s response was, “Yeah, okay…” My brother’s was,…
I’m going to take a break from telling embarrassing stories about my brother today and tell one about myself instead: Once upon a place (Oxford University,…
On Saturday night, I went to a beer festival with PIC. I hate beer but I love him, and one of his favorite bands was playing…
So where were we? Right. The street corner, Starbucks in hand, him asking to see me again and me saying yes. The only problem is that…
Here’s a little tidbit from 2010, back when I was young and crazy and able to date multiple men at the same time. Enjoy! I’m sitting…