houston we have a problem

Deep conversations shouldn’t really take place at the counter of the Starbucks with your favorite barista before 9am for all to hear. Now that I’ve said that…
So this morning I had a deep conversation at the counter of Starbucks with my favorite barista before 9am and loud enough that all could hear.
“Hey chica! [...]

verlmelho

It’s red tonight.
And there are a lot of crazy ass mofos up in my neighborhood bar tonight.
Cheers!

i could get used to this

Turk had been asking me to come to his restaurant since I met him.  Since he works all weekends we can never have premium night dates, which sucks, but I’m coming to accept his schedule.  So when he called me Saturday afternoon I told him that Allison and I might stop by for a drink.  [...]

get ready!

I just spent a week’s worth of my wine budget on this. I can’t wait to play with it!

 
Update:  I’m sorry, but I don’t think I made it clear that the wine budget won’t actually be cut, per se.  It’s just the equivalent of a week’s wine.  My bad.

repeated mistakes

I can’t lie and say I was excited about my second date with Brad.  Yeah, I had a great time Wednesday night when we had drinks and dinner at Goldfish.  Yeah, at that point a second date seemed like a grand idea.  And then Barista neuroticism took over.
First problem – when we decided on Saturday [...]

bilnding

I’ve done the internet dating thing enough to be pretty cool with not knowing what to expect.  I always met for coffee, figuring I could have coffee with anyone and there was little that could go wrong.  Well, those things, but also the fact that I’m always down with having more coffee.  So it just [...]

dinner

My newest purchase.

lush

I drank a ton last night while waiting for my Italian sausage ziti to finish cooking. And then I ate bread. And then I wanted to d-i-e. I felt so sick. And so horribly drunk. Like baaaaad. I think it was mostly the speed with which I drank the white wine, not the quantity. And [...]

under the table

The cupcake baking for today’s birthday party was supposed to take place last night, but instead Allison and I went to a sports bar around the corner from my house. And wow – welcome to the burbs! There were all kinds of fucking children up in that bitch last night. Are you kidding me? Of [...]

the weekend is here!

I woke up at 4am this morning and couldn’t go back to sleep. All credit for this ridiculousness can be given to the pup in the cage who would not stop barking. They say it’s supposed to get easier, but I haven’t seen it. He’s fine in there when I’m nearby, and for most of [...]

girls’ night in

Jessica came over last night to bake cupcakes, drink wine and eat. Instead we drank wine, talked, drank more wine, she danced around the living room, drank more wine, ate the yummy spinach cheese puffs and spring rolls, drank more wine and then figured out the answer to yesterday’s question.
Mr. Delicious was texting me and [...]

delicious squared

Ok, so we’ve established that I love to cook. Simple enough. But there’s more to it. And I don’t mean baking/cupcakes/talking about food or even eating. I love, love, love, love, love cooking for people…especially when said people happen to be a tall, dark, super handsome man who rocks my world [...]

the smitten kitten

I’ve known BSE for a long enough time now, he knows the good and bad about me, yet I still get nervous around him. I don’t get particularly expressive. I answer all his questions honestly, and he asks a TON of questions, but I don’t offer too much emotion relating to him. This isn’t unique [...]

karma

Unenthused would be an understatement if I were to try to come up with a way to describe how I felt yesterday about the date I was going on last night. Premature Kisser and I had been exchanging emails, trying to find a time to get together, and I thought it could be fun. Hell, [...]

the end of the weekend

It’s Sunday night and I’m sitting here looking at personals online. Why, again?  Why not, I guess. I just finished my grande decaf that I picked up on my way to drop my movie off at Blockbuster, and now I’m contemplating the removal of the cork from the bottle of wine I bought Friday night [...]

it’s the wine’s fault

There was a little nervousness in me before I went to meet David, the latest in the online dating pool. We’d exchanged some really good emails – more than I normally would before meeting someone – and he’d expressed in his last that he was “REALLY excited” about meeting me. I was excited, too, but [...]