Boyfriends are overrated, says a single woman who really wants to stay that way for a while…but those men just want to commit.
An Open Letter to My Bus Boyfriend
Dear Bus Boyfriend (can I call you BB, babe?)…Today is our anniversary. I’ll forgive you for forgetting it, if only because you have no idea who I am. Just so we don’t have this awkward exchange on our next anniversary, let me jog your memory: I’m the frizzy-haired brunette who gets on the bus a few stops after you in the morning.
A Different Kind of Fairy Tale
My first kiss was a fairy tale, emphasis on the word ‘fairy.’ I found my happy place at sleep-away camp. Us New York Jews, we all did. It’s somewhat of a cardinal rule: if you live on the East Coast, are of the Jewish faith and between the ages of nine and, oh, 17, you […]
There’s a New Toothbrush in My Bathroom
There is a new toothbrush in my bathroom. It is the sign of a new lover in my life. A simple instrument that shows such possibility. A small gesture on both our parts that this is something more. This could be real and true and beautiful. There is a new toothbrush in my bathroom. I […]
Scar Tissue: Seeing Beyond Dating Chaos
I realize everyone has baggage. (Ahem, those without baggage tend to be extremely boring. Sorry. It’s true.) I try to be a compassionate person who can wait it out for the right guy. Not for the truly married ones mind you, but for the truly separated ones who are going through a hard time before the inevitable divorce.
Why My MacBook is Better Than A Boyfriend
I recently treated myself to a new MacBook. Hey, I’m an unemployed, single gal currently “staying” with her mom, with two beater vehicles that are constantly trying to one-up each other on their creative repair needs. Why shouldn’t I be dropping a thousand dollars on a shiny toy I don’t really need? It’s only been […]
Laundry Day
Maybe the resolution last year would have been more successful if it been “Remain celibate and joyfully single” rather than the trap-door-open-for-sex-and-entanglement wording: “Remain joyfully single.”
To Me, With Love
I’m not against romantic relationships in theory. I just don’t think it’s the be-all and end-all to life. The few relationships I’ve found myself in have all left me feeling…well…not quite me. Like I’m giving up or ignoring something fundamental.
Cougars are Carnivores: Adventures With Younger Men
He smoked pot almost daily. His hair was long and curly and red. And soft. He was – dare I say it – well endowed and well skilled.