Ain’t No Teddy Bears on This Picnic
Sushi it is. And bread. And cheese (three varieties to be exact. I got to Whole Foods and just couldn’t control myself). And prosciutto (he is…
Man Cannot Live by Bread Alone… or can he?
Tomorrow’s date will comprise the third picnic of my Great Date Experiment. Despite my evident experience with all things al fresco, I’m in a bit of…
Hiking, The Wedding Date and My Mother, the Fortune Teller
The good news is I’m still alive. The bad news is I still can’t drive stick. It’s a long story (involving a rather fortuitous snafu with…
T-Minus 4 Days… If I Live to Tell
Today is Monday, which means I’ll be seeing the Wedding Date in just four days if I don’t kill myself this afternoon. It’s not that I’m…
The Grass. Its Greener. On the Other Side.
When I’m not busy worrying about my career, my love life and my abject inability to put my laundry away in a timely fashion, I like…
