Real stories about dating and relationships in New York City. Truth is more interesting than fiction.

How Am I Supposed To Answer That?

So I was exchanging emails with a friend I hardly ever see.  It’s not because she lives far away.  She doesn’t.  She’s right here in the city.  But like so many of my old friends (READ-people I’ve known since my 20s) she’s married and works a gazillion hours a week and so we really don’t […]
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The Only Thing More Annoying…

Last week my good friend Tom Miller aka Tomfoolery over at YourTango wrote a piece about the worst’s most annoying husband.  I guess I’m the last person to hear about this blog. Anyway, it got me to thinking about a friend of mine (actually we’re not close anymore, long story, so not appropriate for this […]
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Why Do You Ask?

First, let me state that this post is not meant to offend anyone.  Anyone who reads it and is subsequently offended should, perhaps, set aside some time for self-reflection as the only people who would be offended by this post are those who are full of shit.  And if you’re full of shit and I’m […]
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"Before I Had a Life"

My insomnia has been out of control lately.  I’m sure it’s a sign that I should be doing something (everything) differently, but in the meantime I cope with late night reading, TV and hulu. Which brings me to last night and the fact that I was watching Sex and the City.  It’s never been one […]
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I write a lot about dating. The ups and the downs.  My constant bewilderment.  Some may call it cluelessness. And I write a lot about what it means, to me, to be a single woman in her late thirties. What I don’t mention often is the loneliness that comes with both those things.  I guess […]