Two years and four months after I started this blog, I’ve finally reached a milestone. A few weeks ago, Old Fashioned and I were at dinner (a cute, delicious, trendy restaurant in my neighborhood) when he shyly mentioned that he’d started to refer to me as his girlfriend, and asked how I felt about it. … More Found: Joy (and maybe George)
After two months, Old Fashioned is still around. This might be a record for me. It feels like it’s time for him to start meeting my friends, but I’m nervous. When women are describing what they are looking for in a man (or are excitedly debriefing a first date with someone new), they use words … More Attractive vs. Important
Hello hello. This week, I’m going to move away from writing about dating and relationships. Yes, I’m still seeing Old Fashioned, and yes, he’s still old fashioned – but he’s growing on me. He’s completely unlike anyone I’ve dated before, which felt weird to me at first, but I have fun with him and feel … More The swinging of the pendulum
I need some perspective. Things with Old Fashioned (I’m going to call him this, (a) because he likes that cocktail and (b) because I think he was born about 100 years too late) have the potential to progress rather quickly, and I can’t decide whether he’s actually a good match for me, or whether he’s … More Holding at Arm’s Length
Yesterday, I had an appointment with the optician, and she did the whole thing with the lenses where she would click through different prescriptions and ask me which one was more clear. 1, or 2? 3, or 4? As it turns out, my Lasik has held up well after five years and I just have … More Which lens is more clear? 1, or 2?
I’m sorry for the month-long silence; it wasn’t intentional. Family holiday and a somewhat unexpected two week trip to the Middle East for work took up all of my time and energy. It’s good to be back with my laptop. A month ago, when everything was ending with Kiwi, my best friend said to me: … More Abundance
So much can change in a week. Kiwi and I are over. We parted in the most amicable of ways, after a morning coffee, taking a walk down the canal. He told me something just didn’t feel right to him, and that he didn’t know what it was but that he felt if we continued … More Closing Time
Hello world. At the risk of jinxing myself, I think I *might* be able to say that I’ve moved into a new phase of dating with the Kiwi. It’s been about 6 weeks, and while we’re not at the “labeling” stage yet, I can feel myself getting used to having him around, and I’m not … More Compromising or Settling?
I was reflecting with a friend yesterday about how much has changed in a year. At this time last year, I was travelling the world for work – London, Boston, DC, Toronto. I was perpetually anxious over Awkward Canadian. I knew I wanted to find George, but it was taking. so. long. What a difference … More The Universe is a Michelin-starred chef
A few weeks ago, I started dating this guy from New Zealand – we’ll call him Kiwi. Kiwi and I almost never were. I met him on Tinder, but stopped responding after awhile because I found his messages boring. When he asked where I had gone, I was honest – I said I just didn’t … More Going deep
Finding George 