Happy Hour: The (Not so) Perfect Engagement Ring Rouse
Here is how I know that there’s an engagement ring in my future. Last week, upon finding myself very angry at PIC for a number of…
Here is how I know that there’s an engagement ring in my future. Last week, upon finding myself very angry at PIC for a number of…
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It’s Friday the 13th and I’m meeting Date #3 for a second date in just a few hours. This does not bode well. At two days…
So I’m standing at the bus stop, seven minutes ahead of schedule when the #57 pulls up. But there’s something strange about this particular #57. In…