Date #7, Part 1

I’m so jittery on my way to meet Date #7 that I get off the bus two stops early and have to walk the last four…

How to Get Someone ELSE to Pay for Lunch

“Miss Kat!” announced one of my students earlier this week. “Today is a special day!” As the student in question was one of my preschoolers, I…

After a week in the Middle of Nowhere (Hooper’s Island, MD), I’m finally returning to civilization. As I mentioned on Monday, my next date will be…

As it turns out, nothing has changed between you and me. Even though you pause to hand me the morning paper when we say our goodbyes…

Houston, we have a problem. Date #17 doesn’t like to snack. I repeat: he doesn’t like to snack. He’ll eat his edamame and drink his fancy…

I have a confession to make: Monday morning’s post took me a rather long time to write—three days, in fact— because the men in my life…

Last night’s dinner with Date #17 brings the grand total up to 29 dates. And seeing as the Man from Marshalls has already invited me to…

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…