The End, the Beginning and a Question from The Wedding Date
On Friday night, I feel asleep watching Star Wars. Again. This is a problem because The Wedding Date (my current beau for those of you just…
Adventures in Cardio (and Compromise) with The Wedding Date
Relationships, I’m learning, are all about compromise. And shaving your legs way more often than anyone should this time of year, but mainly about compromise. This…
And Now the Producers Want to Talk to My “Boyfriend”
I’m not crazy. Despite what the editors over at Marie Claire and the producers over at Good Morning America might think. Plenty of women start planning…
Standards Revisted (Because Sometimes Lists Can Be a Good Thing)
Ever since I became aware of the fact that boys didn’t actually suck (and didn’t actually have cooties), I’ve kept a list: Must be tall, must…
Biscuits in Bed and Other Shenanigans
Whoops. I got a bit ahead of myself yesterday. I wasn’t supposed to write about the wedding. I was supposed to write about what happened before…
