Once Upon a Place: The Elusive Parisian Campsite Bargain
All this talk about Greece and the Central European Bank has reminded me of the time that my family went to Europe. I’m thinking about France…
Date #7, Part 1
I’m so jittery on my way to meet Date #7 that I get off the bus two stops early and have to walk the last four…
Six More Hours: The Countdown to Date #7 Begins…
T-6 hours until the arrival of Date #7. He texted me last night to tell me how much he was looking forward to finally meeting me…
Brunch, in Theory
Brunch seemed like a lovely idea at the time: a leisurely stroll into town, a cup of coffee while waiting for a table at Beau Monde…
It’s the Time Again: My Single Male Friend Friday!
You know those guys who are just too good to be true? They’re gorgeous without making a big show of it, they’re well-dressed, they’re polite and…
He Might Be a Sugar Daddy
It’s Sunday morning and believe it or not, I did not go out last night. Instead, I spent the evening painting my nails in anticipation of…
Troubles in the Traboules
Only in France would an otherwise sane individual attempt to descend the Montée de la Grande Côte in heels. And only in France would she manage.…
Fieldwork in Stilettos 