Drinks and Other Things with Narcoleptic Nate

“Aren’t I just so much fun,” he asks again as his lips curl in self-derision.  There’s been a lot of that kind of sneering this evening and this is the third time he’s made the same self-deprecating comment.   Inner monologue time.  No Dude.  You really aren’t.  But I’m wearing underwire for these double D’s … More Drinks and Other Things with Narcoleptic Nate

Single Girl Home Owning: Sewage Edition (AKA How I Spent an Evening with Plumber Jim)

On a good day I have my morning hustle down to a pat 30 minutes from feet on the floor to keys in the ignition.  The Type A in me prepares everything the night before so the not such a morning person, more likely to grunt than talk before coffee me has no idea what … More Single Girl Home Owning: Sewage Edition (AKA How I Spent an Evening with Plumber Jim)

Don’t Be a Casper

Dear Gentlemen of the Internet Dating Universe,   You are not Casper.  You are not a ghost, friendly or otherwise.  You cannot walk through walls and disappear.  Please stop. The latest of your ilk exchanged a frenzied 568 text messages over a three day period with actual plans made to meet in a week’s time.  … More Don’t Be a Casper