During my tumultuous journey to find a suitable companion to grow old and miserable with, I ended up kissing quite a few toads (serves me right for having always looked for love in the swamp). Having been single for a number of years and having virtually no luck in the love department, I was finally … Continue reading Roses are red. Violets are blue. Crap, I might actually really like you.
If I had a nickel for every time someone asked me if I was back on the dating scene, I'd have enough change for, well, literally nothing because everything is ridiculously expensive- but I do get asked that question A LOT. If you've read even one of my previous blog posts, you know that … Continue reading Single Bells, Single Bells, Single all the Way…
It was a blistering hot Saturday afternoon, I found myself at a local lakefront festival surrounded by the who’s-who of my town that included the mayor and a local political party leader who probably peed in my childhood pool at some point when we were both kids growing up together. I'm sure I'm not alone in … Continue reading How many degrees of separation before I have to move?
Everybody has their own version of a horrible break up story. Unfortunately, many of us have experienced being lied too, cheated on, taken advantage of and even emotional or physical abuse in a relationship. We’ve all been exposed to the countless horror stories that cut like a knife from either our own experiences or those … Continue reading Life gave me lemons, so I took half the furniture
It was 2nd semester, my grade 10 year, I was just getting into the groove of “real” high school and learning how to style my frizzy blunt bangs, when I met my first official boyfriend. Having been sheltered for a majority of my primary years attending a church basement private school, the culture shock of … Continue reading My first (gay) boyfriend – a lesson in chivalry
Every hopeless romantic, millennial woman who grew up watching Sex and the City reruns can relate, when I say that I finally had my “Charlotte York”moment. The moment of pure exhaustion when it comes to years of dating and trying to find the elusive “white knight”. We all remember the famous line spewed from Charolette’s … Continue reading My “Charlotte York” moment