You know, when I get asked this question, it’s actually sort of offending and goes partially along with the “Why are you still single?” question. Yes, I haven’t had a serious relationship. No, it doesn’t mean there’s something wrong with me. So stop treating me (and others) as though this is the case. I once… Continue reading FAQ #2: You Haven’t Had a Serious Relationship?
As I’ve gone deeper and deeper down the rabbit hole of dating, I’ve come to expect dates of an unfortunate or ridiculous nature. But I go on them anyway because, at some point, I will find the guy who ends the need for this blog. At least, that’s what I keep telling myself. I meet… Continue reading March 2018—The Time A Guy’s Line of Questioning Got a Little Too Personal
Texting is an amazing technological invention. Rather than having to play phone tag with someone, you can easily send off all the information and let the receiver respond to you in their own time. With how busy everyone I know seems to be, texting has made it less complicated to make plans than trying to get… Continue reading February 2018—The Time a Guy Caused Me Permanent Side Eye
Regardless of your political affiliation or your thoughts on the current president, meeting a Secret Service Agent is kind of cool. They have such an intense mysterium to them with their dark suits, sunglasses, and the sternest looking faces I’ve ever encountered. It’s like America’s response to James Bond. So, imagine my surprise when I apparently… Continue reading December 2017—The Time I Dated a Secret Service Agent (I Think)
Birthdays are important. Even though as I get older they tend to remind me that I’m not getting any younger (as one of my aunts is always kind enough to inform me every time I see her – thanks for that). Nate and I had met through a mutual friend and had been sharing the… Continue reading November 2017—The Time a Guy Stood Me Up On My Birthday
Even though I left academia, education is still something near and dear to my heart. So, when my church asked for volunteers for an after-school tutoring program, I signed up. Unfortunately, the timing was terrible. I had just started my new job and moved into a new place, so I found it difficult to juggle… Continue reading September 2017—The Time A Guy Stole My Number off a Volunteer Application
When I decided to move back to Chicago at the beginning of 2017, I threw in the proverbial dating towel in Oregon. I figured the other single women of Portland could have all the hipsters, baristas, and anyone else who had moved to the city to “find themselves” or “work on their art.” So, I… Continue reading September 2017—The Time A Guy Expected Me to Drop Everything for Him