‘Would telling the truth or telling a lie bring about the better consequences?’

I came upon the article above and it got me thinking about my dating life.

I lie. Technically a sin but there are philosophical debates about “appropriate” times to lie and what lies are “white lies.” I don’t like to lie. I’m not very good at it which is fine because in all areas of my life I don’t need reasons to be deceitful…except when it comes to lack luster dating. The following are some of my most often used and/or favorite excuses to use in order to flee a scene.

1. “I have to cat/dog/baby/plant sit.” This excuse has come in handy during those dates that start off ok and then sort of turn into something I want to escape from. You can just as easily pretend like you forgot and suddenly jump up and rush out after looking at your watch and realizing the time. More »

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I’m terrified. Absolutely scared out of my mind that I am going to fall hard and it’s going to hurt and I’m going to somehow mess this all up and lose a good friend in the process of breaking both of our hearts and I haven’t even gotten to the 4th date yet and I’m freakin’. Seriously. FREAKIN’. THE. EFF. OUT. *breathe* *breathe* More »

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Friday February 12th was shaping up to be just another Friday. I was stressed about meeting a deadline at work, bummed a date had canceled for Saturday night, excited about a date with Michal that was still on for later that night, pumped for a long training run Saturday day, cynical about the upcoming Valentine’s Day hooplah, sick to my tummy from eating too many Dove chocolates a co-worker had brought in (I kept eating them to read the Martha Stewart quotes on the inside of the wrappers). In general, I was a bit melancholy and couldn’t shake the feeling. More »

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Dear Guy on our first date,

1) I’m not impressed by lots of money. Yes, its nice to have a guy buy dinner for me every time we go out and to pay for everything, but sweetie, if you’re worth my time, I’ll want to hang out with you regardless and we can split the bill. I’ll be ok with that. If you’re broke, that little tidbit will show itself in due time. There are other ways to charm me. If you do talk about money and it matters that much to you, I will not be seeing you again after the first date. More »

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Arlen contacted me via a dating website. We got along well enough in e-mail and I couldn’t really tell what he looked like other than he was decent looking. In all his pictures it was either of his profile, sort of far away, or he was making silly faces.

In person, he was hot. Totally hot. His profile pictures had not done the man’s physical appearance justice, at all. He was the first date I’ve been on in a loooooooooong time where I felt instantly physically attracted to him before having spoken a single word to him. 6′ -1″, broad shoulders, 5 o’clock shadow, rugged handsome, outdoorsy, light brownish blonde wavy hair, pale brown eyes that look like maple syrup in a glass container when the light shines through.

He had been waiting at Grey Dog, and when I walked in and he stood up to greet me, my whole body blushed- he was that hot. More »

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“I used to feel so alone in the city. All those gazillions of people and then me, on the outside. Because how do you meet a new person? I was very stumped by this for many years. And then I realized, you just say “hi.” They may ignore you. Or you may marry them. And that possibility is worth that one word.”~ Augusten Burroughs

First and foremost, I love Augusten Burroughs. He is one of my most favorite reads EVER and I thoroughly enjoy that he is quote #141 on Starbucks cups. More »

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Fausto texted me and invited me to his place for a “romantic” home cooked dinner and wine. I hadn’t figured out a way to politely tell him that I never wanted to go on another date with him since he had basically told me he doesn’t value the sanctity of marriage, so I fell back on an old standby excuse, “I have the stomach flu. I’m staying in. All weekend.” The next day I was greeted with a lengthy e-mail (3 full pages when printed out) that started with a simple compliment about how “stunningly beautiful” I am both inside and out which then dissolved into a diatribe against eating meat which boiled down to how smart pigs are. He explained how much he liked that he was dating a vegetarian (dating?!?!? Uh oh buddy) and signed off the -mail with this sentiment:

“At it’s most basic, I suppose, first we fall for partners, then we slowly find out who we have fallen for.” More »

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I went on date two with Fausto. A brunch date at Aquagrill. A cute place. Not too romantic. No reservations needed. He wore a t-shirt and jeans and looked more relaxed than our first date in his suit.

Within minutes of sitting down he surprised me.

He placed a package wrapped in black tissue paper, tied with a black ribbon, with a cream colored embossed note attached. More »

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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 »

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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 »

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