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Many of you are wondering where we are… Nobody died, She’s still with The New Guy, He’s still a cynic… We’re taking a brief hiatus, but I promise we’ll be back in some form (a book, perhaps?)! We miss you too, and thank you for being our loyal readers! And we may be taking a
Oh, how time flies. Exactly one year ago I was heading out of town for my yearly two-week work trip. This time last year I was just a few months into my relationship with The New Guy, and I was really worried about us being apart for so long after seeing each other incessantly for
I have a news flash for you; it’s OK to look forward to some time away from the one you love. In fact it’s honest, even downright healthy to do so. I have another news flash for you; what you’re NOT supposed to be is downright giddy with joy and anticipation at the prospect of
When I moved 60 miles away, I knew my life as I knew it would change drastically. Never mind the fact that I can’t seem to find the bank when it’s right on the corner of my street, or that I can’t get used to my new nosy neighbors and a strip mall on every
You are completely and utterly wrong … I think. I had this girlfriend once, and I mean she was a girl who was really just a friend. She worked for me. She was (and still is, I presume) 12 years younger than me, but she was as smart and funny and cute as any woman
When it comes to relationships, there have been all kinds of famous and not-so-famous sayings with regards to “how you know” if someone is right for you. Meet his family… If he’s good to his mother, then he’s the guy for you. Okay, so I’ve met TNG’s family. I definitely know he’s good to his
Now I’m really depressed. It’s not you, it’s me… really. And since I’m not breaking up with you, you can believe I’m telling the truth. I’m not a dreamer and I’m not an idiot. I am fully aware that meeting the family and surviving a garage sale together are moments as common and integral to
I know that all I’ve been doing is whining and complaining about my new life, so you’ll be pleased to know that my past has come back to spice things up a bit… Hey (She Said), I know it’s been a few years since we’ve talked (had a one-night stand), but I was in your
The last time I received a call from the sins of my past, I answered – sort of. No, I didn’t have sex with her… I didn’t even see her. In fact, I didn’t even directly speak to her. We typed. We flirted with our keyboards. We exchanged flowery text messages and e-mails that danced
