Requesting Back-Up.

I think we can all agree that if we learned anything in the 90’s by reading ‘The Rules,’ it’s that, besides to wear lipstick to the gym, when you have a setback in your Dating Life, that’s the time to get busy. Not lay around eating cookies (their words) or lay around drinking Bud Light (my words). No!! It’s time to wipe away that tear, put on a swipe of mascara (their words) and get a manicure (Lux’s words).

So it was with this exuberant thought that I arrived home from work one night and opened the Dating Excel Sheet that Anna had created for me a few months ago. This was a compilation of all the activities the Fun Committee had come up for me to jumpstart my Dating Life.

I settled in with a healthy Sleepytime tea and looked over the spreadsheet. Soon my eyes glazed over.

It was overwhelming. Continue reading Requesting Back-Up.


The Final Loop.

Thalia is not a big drinker, so when I hang out with her, I’m not either. But this night was an exception. We’d met at our friend’s restaurant for happy hour and our friend had us do some tastings of drinks she was considering putting on the menu. We’d had a few Sauvignon Blancs, a few Proseccos and one Coconut Froth concoction in a cute little green glass.

Continue reading The Final Loop.

Wrapping It Up.

Her message flashed at the bottom of my screen. “Why don’t you just make something up?”

“Hmm…,” I typed back. “I don’t know about that.”

“Why not?” she wrote. “It could be the kind of thing where the blog is based in truth but that some details have been altered.”

It was Saturday night and I was supposed to be working on the Venice Book. Instead, I was Facebook messaging with Tina. Continue reading Wrapping It Up.

Oh. Is it Valentine’s Day?

“So, what’s going on with Bradley?” Caitlyn asked, as she took a sip of Prosecco.

“Oh yeah,” Marlie said. “Weren’t you supposed to see him last weekend?”

It was the Friday before Valentine’s Day and we’d met for Happy Hour at one of our favorite Upper East Side spots. “I was,” I said, nodding. “But there was some confusion on it all…”

“What do you mean?” asked Caitlyn.

I sat back into the black leather couch and looked up at the pink chandelier that hung over our table. I took a deep breath. “Well, I thought we were getting together and then…” I shook my head. “He went on vacation to Mexico or something? I don’t know. It was weird.”

“Oh,” said Marlie, “Well, I’m sure you’ll hear from him.”

I took a sip of my Pacifico, which I’d settled for, as this bar doesn’t have Bud Light. I know, what kind of a place doesn’t have Bud Light? Continue reading Oh. Is it Valentine’s Day?

Contest Details!

Hi all!

I’ve been asked to post directly about the contest as it was kind of hidden on Monday’s blog. 🙂

Winner will be randomly selected from those who share the Contest Post on the Facebook page.
The Contest will end on Midnight, Friday, 2/14/14. I’ll announce the winner on 2/15/14.

What you will win:

Two tickets to the Off-Broadway hit, “Sex Tips for A Straight Woman From a Gay Man!”

Based on the best-selling book of the same name!

“Hilarious! A cannily entertaining romp through
the nuts and bolts of sex.”

More show information here. Facebook page here.

*Please note, the tickets are good through March 31st and some blackout dates apply.

Good luck!!

We are back to our regular posts next Thursday 🙂


A Brief Pause.

“Guess what, RJ??” I said, as I skipped into his office.

He looked up from his computer. “What’s up, Trace?”

“Well, I know you like to be kept up-to-date on all things Blog,” I said, as I settled into his guest chair.

“That’s true,” he said. “I do.”

We both laughed then. RJ doesn’t read my blog. This is totally fine, of course. The one time he did, he randomly chose Sanity in Sweat, which is one of my more, um, personal and, er, embarrassing posts. After he’d read it, all he said was, “Wow. I didn’t realize you were such an avid reader.” And then, “And so hungover all the time.”

“Thanks!” I’d replied cheerfully.

He didn’t read any other posts after that.

It’s probably better that way. Continue reading A Brief Pause.

Ten Days.

My first date with Bradley was on a Monday. That Thursday he followed up to see when we could get together again. He gave me three options: Brunch that Saturday Day, Drinks that Saturday Night or Brunch that Sunday Day.

I declined all three. Continue reading Ten Days.