What My Doodles Might Be Telling Me
Getting back to the Philadelphia Writer’s Conference and my remaining two discoveries (because I’m sure you’ve all been hanging on the edge of your seats, just…
Queen of the Buffet
I discovered three interesting things about myself and life in general yesterday. It was Day #1 of the Philadelphia’s Writer Conference and as such, I found…
The Worst Speed Dater in History
Well that was a waste of a good outfit, two subway tokens and an eight-dollar glass of wine. But let’s start at the beginning, shall we?…
Remind Me: Why am I Going Speed Dating AGAIN?
I got a bit distracted during yesterday’s post. As such, I forgot to explain why I’m going speed dating in the first place. Lest you think…
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…
Life Lessons from a FASHION Director?
Ladies and gentleman, I have an announcement to make. Three actually. The first is that I spent Memorial Day at my parents’ place in The-Middle-of-Nowhere (Hoopers…
It’s Time to Tie the Knot– just “knot” for me
It’s starting again. I scraped through the first round of weddings—the post-college round—by the skin of my teeth. Always flying in from somewhere, always just after…
A Question from the Hot Tub: Would YOU Date Me?
By the time you read this, I’ll be sitting in a hot tub overlooking the Chesapeake with a drink in hand—preferably something cool and alcoholic (even…
It’s all Relative, Except when its NOT!
I’m chatting with my friend Ove from Norway about Date #7 (the man from across the state who I’ve never actually met) when he asks the…
Close Encounters of the AWKWARD Kind
It was bound to happen sooner or later. In a city the size of Philadelphia, there are only so many single men, so many bartenders and…
Seriously, Why Me?
Note to self: do not wear hoop earrings while attempting to teach preschoolers how to jump rope. I nearly lost an earlobe yesterday—several times, actually—and our…
After He Invites Me In…
So, getting back to Saturday’s date: after flailing around at the rock gym, we go for Mexican food, drive back to his place and decide, after…
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