Of Hurricanes and Hipsters
I should be in a hot tub overlooking the Chesapeake right now. But like President Obama, I too have cut my vacation short in order to…
I should be in a hot tub overlooking the Chesapeake right now. But like President Obama, I too have cut my vacation short in order to…
Back in junior high, my BFF and I decided to write a manual for boys—boys who were interested in dating us. We were fed up with…
Upon my return from Pittsburgh, one of my former college roommates invited me to a little get-together at the farm where she’s been house sitting since…
“What do you think?” Date #7 asks, his voice no more than a whisper as he slips his arm around my back. “I think I need…
On Sunday afternoon, Date #7 informs me that he has a hockey game later that evening and that he’s debating whether or not to “drag” me…