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Don’t Let Me Be Lonely Tonight
Tis the season. A time for friends, family, celebration, reflection… Normally this is a time of year where I get sucked into the joys of giving, the joys of drinking, the joys of eating, and sometimes, the joys of a New Year’s one-night stand. Sigh. Not this year. My family isn’t big on spending holidays
One Is Not Necessarily The Loneliest Number
So is your first New Year’s resolution that you won’t be alone anymore, or that you won’t end up alone? They are the same, yet as different as they can be. I have kids, three really good kids, so maybe that means I’ll never end up alone. But I don’t think that’s the “alone” you’re talking
The Friendly Skies – And Guys
I’m cuter when I travel. This theory was established long ago and has been proven many times. In my last entry, I failed to mention – my boyfriends of holidays past? Almost all of those relationships began on airplanes. And of course, we can’t forget Extra Large Jerk. That damn middle seat! I’ve been doing
Smile High Club
This is one of the many areas where you and I are different. I don’t travel very much… Pretty much everyone I know travels much more frequently than I do and pretty much everyone I know LOVES to travel. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t hate traveling by any means, but I’m just not sure
Holiday Blues? Or Blahs?
I have the holiday blues. It doesn’t come as much of a surprise, I get them every year. I think it has something to do with the insane pace that leads up to the holidays. You work your ass off and then BAM! It’s a mad rush – to relax. But does anyone really relax
Ghosts of Holidays Past
Everybody says one of two things when describing how they feel about the holiday season. Universally, it’s either “I love the holidays!” or “I hate the holidays.” It always makes me feel so out of place. Why? Because I don’t feel either way. Time off from work, I like. The department store soundtrack drowning me
Pay Or Play?
Sorry about the delay in posting… I’ve been traveling, and “He Said” is, well – a guy. So, I know you’re all wondering what happened to my cruisin’ crush… Those in my life who know me well know one thing for certain; I don’t like to miss an opportunity – especially when it comes to dating.
Opportunity Knocks?
Ah, the disclaimer… guys don’t just give women the disclaimer; we give the disclaimer to each other ALL THE TIME. “It’s not serious at all and that’s what I like about it.” “She can only get away from her husband once in a while, so it’s perfect for me.” “It’s not like I’d ever fall
The Other Cruise
The Urban Dictionary defines “getting cruised” as: A) to search (as in public places) for a sexual partner B) to go about the streets at random but on the lookout for possible developments. There were a few other definitions, but they were way too offensive, even for me. My point of all this – I
Baby, Let’s Cruise
The Beach Boys went “cruisin’” every Saturday night… Smokey Robinson waxed poetic of “cruisin’” to a gaggle of hungry women many years later… but I haven’t heard much about cruising this last decade or so. Now here you are, getting “cruised,” on a balmy autumn night – I like it. I like it that they
