A Potential Faux Pas of Epic Proportions
Did I mention that tomorrow’s wedding is black tie? Well, it is. At least Date #7 thinks it is. I’m planning to bring a change of…
Did I mention that tomorrow’s wedding is black tie? Well, it is. At least Date #7 thinks it is. I’m planning to bring a change of…
You know what? I would like a boyfriend. It’s cold. People aren’t meant to be alone when it’s cold. People are meant to share hot chocolates…
I’ve been really looking forward to seeing The Wedding Date, but I’m also a bit nervous. This is for several reasons. Firstly, I’m meeting him at…
Unbeknownst to me, there are three separate establishments bearing the address “312 Haddon Ave” and only one of these is the restaurant where I’m supposed to…
I stumbled upon the following last night: I don’t generally believe in signs (especially signs that tell me things I’d prefer to ignore) but this one…
Long story short, Date #7 (the man-from-across-the-state who came to Philadelphia this past weekend for what should have been our “third-time’s-a-charm” date) forgot to pack his…
My legs are shaved, my eyebrows are plucked and thanks to several of my more observant preschoolers having asked, “Miss Kat! You have a beard???” my……
On Tuesdays, the traffic in Philadelphia is as such that I can either leave an hour and half early for work (thus arriving with forty minutes…
Getting back to Date #6… we did indeed go for dinner on Thursday night. On account of it being Restaurant Week here in a Philadelphia, we…
And then there were three. Or so it would seem. Tomorrow night, I’m going to dinner with “my friend” Date #6 but it’s been over two…
Well, take a guess who’s got his knickers in a twit now that I’m “no longer not seeing other people?” That would be Date #7, aka…
Here’s how a first date is supposed to work: Man shows up on time—even a bit early—and politely asks the hostess if it would be possible…