Ok. So…there is this guy, Lino, who is basically everything I am looking for in a man and I have a huge, HUGE GIGANTIC-BIGGER THAN A SUBWAY RAT- CRUSH ON HIM!!! So much so that I have to force myself to not become idiot babbling girl when I’m around him because I just get so flustered and stupid.

I won’t regurgitate everything I’m looking for since I’ve already spelled it out in my Dear Mr. Right blog post. Just know that he indeed was in my mind while writing that post (except he hates calling and is a big texter). More »

2 Comments

I’m a member of a dating site, you’re a member of a dating site. You happen to be a male and you want to date me, huh? That’s cute. Truth be told, it’s not that hard. However, for some reason, the majority of men in my dating site inbox just don’t get it. Based on all the things these male online daters don’t get, I’ve developed a guide in how to update your e-swagger. More »

2 Comments

I’ve been slacking on the crazy single life part of my agreement. The truth is, my life hasn’t been all that crazy or single.

It all started back in August, which was when I met Linda. We were just two randomly placed souls on a commuter train sitting next to each other. Her looks were stunning. I don’t normally talk to the people I sit next to on a train, but she had with her so many things that invited conversation. For one, she had two baby chicks. Who brings live baby animals on a train? Another is she was using an mp3 player that I had just bought for my dad. Not the ones that Apple makes, but an obscure brand. “What are the chances?” I thought. More »

2 Comments

Long greeted me with a hug and there was a flutter in my tummy as I took in his cologne that drowned out the stale air of the nursing home, and the warmth in his embrace that took away the chill of this Christmas Day.

“NO!!! NO! Do NOT start to feel this way about him! DO NOT! HE IS OFF LIMITS!” I squished the fluttery feeling flat almost instantly. More »

3 Comments

With the passing of Christmas, comes a new batch of cheesy pick-up lines for possible use to ring in the New Year. Who knows, maybe you’ll be making out with someone when the clock hits midnight.

The Good: (cheesy) You’ve made me so nervous that I’ve totally forgotten forgotten my standard pick-up line. More »

3 Comments

From Nassau/Suffolk. Craiglist Ad #1522394329:

Very cool down to earth married guy looking for a married girl for friendship and passion. Not looking to hurt anyone on either side so discretion is a must. I am attractive, fit, healthy and clean. Please be as well.

More »

2 Comments

At the end of a stressful day the last thing I want to do is go on a date or even THINK about going on a date. I just want to go home, snuggle under the covers wearing my granny panties, hoodie, and torn sweat shorts– read a good book and eat some ice cream cookie sandwiches. More »

2 Comments

So, I got my results back from the speed dating place: zero matches. Since I may even have misspelled some of the five names I put down (having only learned halfway through the trick of writing the girls’ names on the back of my “match sheet”), I don’t consider this a crushing personal defeat, but it does make me reflect further on how the evening went. More »

0 Comments

Fausto had gotten my attention by sending me a very thorough e-mail via a dating website. He made cute, funny comments about a few things I had mentioned and asked questions that delved further into my interests listed. He also shared with me a bit more about his likes and dislikes that expanded upon what I could’ve learned from his profile. From this initial email I could tell he was a very attentive person, which I guess comes with the territory of being a lawyer. We exchanged a few e-mails that weren’t too personal, but personal enough to allow me to feel completely comfortable that, yes, indeed he is a good person and no he is not after a wham bam get in my pants kind of date. More »

6 Comments

Rushing to get off the subway I realized that in my haste to leave and not run any later than I was, I had forgotten to take one last good long look at the picture of the man I was about to meet Rey. I had gotten so caught up in our flirtatious dating website e-mail exchange that I never really looked at his pictures again after his initial “hello” e-mail. He was attractive enough in his profile picture but the content of his profile is what had really drew me in. The e-mail banter is what kept me interested enough to accept an initiation to meet him for coffee. I remembered that despite being twelve years older, he claimed to look younger and from what I had been able to tell, his 5′9″ lean swimmer’s build, dark hair with a touch of salt and pepper, and rugged facial features shaved off almost a decade. Unfortunately in all but one of his six pictures posted, he had been wearing sunglasses (because they were all pictures of him doing outdoor things in super fun looking sunny places), and the one picture of him without his sunglasses showed 3/4 of his face. More »

4 Comments