My Stickiest, Mitchum-worthy Moment, Part 2
So there I was, sitting in the park with the members of my book club (and rather miffed about the fact that we’d gone from discussing…
Speed Dating: An Accident (waiting to happen)
Okay, I know I just finished writing “enough is enough” (and subsequently cancelling all of my online dating subscriptions) but my little “breakthrough” took place after…
The Ladies that Lunch
Yesterday I drove to Baltimore to spend the day at Goucher College, my alma mater. The official reason for my visit was a luncheon at the…
The Final Installment: My Worst Valentine’s EVER
I’ve never been very good at science or math or any of the academic disciplines that require you to predict how something’s going to turn out. …
Thirtieth Time’s a Charm, Part Duex
And so to continue with my thirtieth date: although I’d be much fonder of brunch if it was socially acceptable to drink raspberry chocolate martinis at…
Fieldwork in Stilettos 