A Familiar Feeling
The morning after Date #17 takes me for dinner in Center City, I awake with a familiar feeling. Being that it’s been some time since I’ve…
Trouble in Camelot
I’ve reached the five-date mark with the Man from Marshalls and despite the fairy-tale encounter that gave birth to our relationship, there’s trouble in Camelot. I…
The Conversation
After the art gallery, the bowling alley, the sports bar and a few days in between to recover from my marathon five-hour date with the Man…
The Bar (and Baseball)
It’s 8:00pm. I’ve spent the past three and a half hours with the Man from Marshalls and we’re now perched upon a pair of bar stools…
The Bowling Alley
As it turns out, I don’t look quite as sexy in bowling shoes as I had hoped. In fact, with my black tights, gray skirt and…
