Help! I’m Dating Myself…
He wants to write to me. Like a proper, hand-written letter— envelope and all. Evidently I wasn’t the only one feeling completely mashed up inside after…
“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…
How to Wallow… Productively
So in addition to Monday being The Day Date #7 Drove Back to His Side of the State, it was also the My First Day of…
A 20-Something’s Continued Adventures in Teenage Angst
Sunday evening, 5:00pm: We’re at Penn’s Landing. It’s crowded and hot and full of people who have gathered on the waterfront for the weekly cultural heritage…
Romancing the West (Date #7, Part 2)
Seeing as the Philadelphia Museum of Art is my go-to date, I know exactly where a first kiss ought to take place. There are several possibilities,…
