Of Flowers and Flaubert
They say a picture is worth a thousand words and since I can’t even think about composing a thousand words after last night’s date (let alone…
They say a picture is worth a thousand words and since I can’t even think about composing a thousand words after last night’s date (let alone…
Yesterday’s To Do List: 1) Wake up (always the toughest part, I find). 2) Drive to the ‘burbs for day two of the Susie McSusie’s Regional…
You’ll have noticed that I’ve not said much about eHarmony lately. This is because eHarmony sucks. If it wasn’t for the fact that I still, on…
The great Jane Austen once wrote “A lady’s imagination is very rapid; it jumps from admiration to love, from love to matrimony in a moment.” She…
As I make my way to Rittenhouse Square to meet PSM#3, I find myself in dire need of a pep talk. Having recently discovered, thanks to…
Having just written about the degradations of stalking my various love interests over the years, I would like to offer a slight clarification. Stalking, as in…
I have blog envy. My best friend from high school has just started a new blog called Where Is My Suitcase and even though I’m happy…
I did it. I resisted the urge to text PSM#2, spent Thursday night alone and headed off to my Quaker retreat with nary a word to…
There comes a time in every relationship when it becomes advisable—even necessary—to commence the use of terms of endearment. I’ve answered to everything from “darling” to…
Within the past 48 hours, I’ve had three friends come to me for relationship advice. “I’m not exactly batting a thousand over here,” I keep telling…
After my first date with PSM#2, I found myself looking forward to our second meeting with entirely too much enthusiasm. My brief dalliance with Date #4…