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…
A Quick Update While Date #7 is in the Shower…
Date #7 is in the shower, which means I have a few moments to myself for the first time since… well, since I arrived in Pittsburgh…
“Kissed, and Often, by Someone Who Knows How”
Let’s talk about kissing for a moment, shall we? As you might have noticed by now, I’m hesitant to say too much about my weekend with…
Man, Type Three: The Surrealist
When you look at a painting by Salvador Dali where he’s got a pocket watch melted over a tree branch or a lion jumping out of…
The Ladies that Lunch
Yesterday I drove to Baltimore to spend the day at Goucher College, my alma mater. The official reason for my visit was a luncheon at the…
A Brief Recap of My Saturday Night Salsa Date
Upon hearing the ring of the front door bell: He’s picking me up! He’s picking me up! Upon discovering said date was wearing sneakers: Sneakers? Seriously? …
Fieldwork in Stilettos 