His Love of BJs
My fiancé is obsessed with BJs. And no, I’m not talking about the sexual act. I’m talking about the store. The damn bulk warehouse store. I,…
My fiancé is obsessed with BJs. And no, I’m not talking about the sexual act. I’m talking about the store. The damn bulk warehouse store. I,…
The European is a very heavy sleeper. And by “heavy,” I mean that it’s a very good thing that he quit smoking a while back because…
Last month my aunt and uncle came to visit. I’m not terribly close to any of my extended family so when my mom suggested I ask…
So here’s where we’re at: The House: As many of you know, I was supposed to close on my little 1,200 square feet of paradise last…
Last week I got an email from the Zoo Date, who entered my life in March of 2011 and exited it shortly thereafter. I remember very…
I didn’t mean to. Honestly. I was just trying to adjust my email notification settings so that the Plenty of Fish account I set up four…
Okay gentlemen, I have to ask: how does one get chin stubble on the bottom of the soap dish? I don’t normally spend a lot of…
Those of you who’ve been following my love life for some time may recall that I penned the following in response to my ill-fated visit to…
Date #7 wants me to come for Christmas dinner. Actually Date #7’s mother wants me to come for Christmas dinner but if her son’s cell phone…
Ladies and gentleman, I need help. The Wedding Date is a Star Wars fan. A huge Star Wars fan. I didn’t believe him when he first…
I’m sitting in a cold conference room, almost done with my lunch, when the man next to me says, “Okay, so we’re going on a date…
You might have noticed that I’ve cleverly avoided the subject of my love life for the past few days. This is because it’s easier to offer…