His name flashes on my caller ID. His voice is on my voicemail.
“I was just thinking of you,” he says breezily.
“I was thinking how nice it would be to see you, to talk to you again.”
And then, “I miss you.”
I didn’t want to hear it. Any of it. I had steeled my heart against his [...]
Best Friend Ever got married over the weekend, and in her true tasteful style no less (strapless sweetheart neckline, mermaid silhouette, raw ivory silk, a single gardenia in her hair).
Although I seem to have been in quite the pitiful state when they got engaged on Easter last year, and despite the irony of [...]
Unwittingly, I found myself rehearsing The Speech in the shower this morning. I guess without ever really making a conscious decision about it, I’ve decided to end it with North Shore.
I totally suck at this. I’ve only ever ended a handful of relationships and I never seem to be completely certain about it. More often [...]
Today is your birthday. You were never mine, and I was never more to you than your dad’s on-again/ off-again girlfriend, but I will always remember this day as yours. And I’ll always remember the day we took you to see where you were born, where you first lived as a baby, and the year [...]
Okay, so, can I just take a moment of your time to ask what is P. Demp’s deal? Why is he all Tour de France? And all the time no less? It’s like every other picture I see of him is either from the red carpet or him on a bike. Which would be fine [...]
So I’ve been dating and I’m at the point where it’s begun to feel…….limiting. And it’s making me restless. Like one of those infuriating girls in a novel who has the good luck to meet and charm the “good on paper” guy, only to lope off with a drummer or a grad student or an [...]
Now that I’ve had the (perhaps requisite) time to reflect upon the black taffeta bubble-skirted wedding hoopla, I’m at last ready to regale you (if anyone actually still frequents this sadly kept blog) with the details. Think: pork, country music, grown men in shorts and tennis shoes, a bride mandated dance routine, and koozies. Oh [...]
