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…
When did I become THAT girl?
Let’s get one thing straight: sometimes I make mistakes. Oftentimes, actually, and this weekend was one of those times. If you missed Saturday’s post about why…
To Fall or to Jump?
I feel as though I’ve been run over by a truck and then strung out on one those medieval torture racks, like the one at the…
