Fireworks at Midnight
Since my last post, I’ve consumed one and a half martinis, three chocolate rum balls, two glasses of champagne, another two glasses of sangria and at…
Skating and Dating
Here’s a tip: if you’re rather touchy about your ice skating skills (or lack thereof in my case), do not agree to hit the rink with…
My Third Date with PSM#1
For Christmas I received, amongst other things, the Bath and Body Works 2010 V.I.P. Bag. It contained (also amongst other things) a bottle of Twilight Woods…
An Unexpected Development
He called just to talk. I repeat: he called JUST to TALK! After a mere two dates! I was on my way home from work last…
PSM1 Times 2!
Something wonderful has happened. I awoke Sunday morning with a splitting headache—and not just a my-sinus-infection-has-turned-into-a-proper-cold-headache (thanks to having spent every waking moment this past week…
T-24 Hours
Hold onto your hats folks: in just 24 hours I will be back on the horse, or the wagon or whatever word normal people use to…
Harmony Scharmony
In 2007, I applied for a Rhodes Scholarship. Obviously, I was not selected (as evidenced by the fact that I’m not currently under consideration for a…
My Reactionary Reactivation
It’s 3:00am. (Do you know where your children are?) Conventional wisdom suggests “the best way to get over one man is to get under another” and…
Not My Proudest Moment…
You know it’s bad when your mother hides your cell phone to keep you from drunk dialing your most-recently-snuffed-out-flame. But before we proceed with the events…
Weekend Report
You can’t break up with someone you were never with in the first place, but if you could, I’d be breaking up with Date #17. It…
Yoga Yuppies Part 2
A new post two days in a row? I know, I know: I rock, even if it’s only at the expense of the magazine article I…
Those Yuppie Yoga Couples
It’s not that I want to be one of those yuppie couples who spend their Saturday mornings carting their matching yoga mats through the sophisticated suburbs…
Kat Echevarría Richter 