May 2013
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A Reprieve!
Jacques Cousteau must have forgotten that I agreed to go to that electronica show with him and asked me, again, if I was interested. I mentioned that the weather is supposed to be really nice that night, and maybe we should do something outside, instead. I’m hopeful that this will work. Although, I don’t know why it matters, I don’t see this going beyond two dates. We don’t...
May 24th
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I Need You in My Life
Sparkling Pineapple Rum Cocktail
May 24th
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Keep Your Hands Off
Caramel Bacon Popcorn
May 24th
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Stay Cool this Summer
Strawberry Daiquiri Popsicles
May 24th
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You are So Beautiful, To Me →
Homemade Kahlua
May 24th
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Hello, I Love You
Gnocchi alla Sorrentino
May 24th
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Oy Veys Mere*
With my mother’s strong urging I agreed to go to an electronica concert with Jacques Cousteau. I am already regretting this. What do you even do on a second date, at a concert, where you probably won’t be able to hear anything, but the music? Maybe if I jam earplugs in far enough he won’t be able to see them and I will be spared some of the noise. Alternatively, I could go to the...
May 24th
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Feh*
Jacques Cousteau asked me to an electronica concert. Let’s just say I am not a fan. Is there a polite way to say “no way will I go to that show, but I’d still like to see you?” *”Yuck” in Yiddish
May 23rd
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None for You
The OkC app won’t open on my phone. It’s like my phone is judging me.
May 22nd
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I Need Chocolate, Stat!
My friend just told me about a good friend of hers who joined Match and found a great guy right off the bat. I love these stories and I hate them. Love them because it’s nice to hear that people are successful. Hate them because I haven’t been successful in the three plus years I’ve been doing online dating. I think I’ll binge on chocolate, now, and beat the crap out of a pad in krav, later.
May 22nd
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Laugh Away
I just joined gym that offers a pole dancing exercise class. I’m considering taking it. This is how I imagine it plays out: the instructor shows us a move. I look at her and then I look at my pole. I stifle a giggle and then give it a whirl (literally, maybe). I see myself being in terrible pain. Speaking of which, I signed up for MuayThai, today. Good thing black and blue go with everything.
May 21st
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So Kind of You
To correct my grammar. I won’t be responding to your email, though. I’m going to behave like a child since you made me feel like one.
May 20th
Cover Your F*cking Mouth!
Someone just sneezed on me on the metro. I hate people.
May 18th
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Nooooooooooo!
My Krav Maga studio will not be offering classes after May. I’m so upset and scrambling to find another place in DC that isn’t crazy expensive. As far as I can tell, there aren’t any. I think I’m going to try Muay Thai, instead. Watch out fellas, I’m going to be a real knockout! (That was a terrible pun, I’m sorry).
May 17th
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Here I Go Again
My Living Social Match deal expired today and like a fool I signed up to continue my membership. I’m considering padding my walls, now, for the inevitable head banging.
May 17th
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Cross Your Fingers for Me
Jacques Cousteau and I spoke over the phone and there were a few awkward silences. However, he did ask to see me again. I’m not getting excited, though, as I haven’t gotten passed a second date since I’ve been back in DC. That said, cross your fingers for me. He’s a really nice guy.
May 16th
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Visceral Dislike
If you wear your phone clipped to your belt don’t bother writing me. I will not respond, at least, not with anything polite.
May 15th
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You're Going to What?
Turns out Jacques Cousteau enjoyed himself, as well (I’m always surprised when they do). He emailed me and told me he would like to see me again and would call me later (like on a phone). He even asked when would be a good time to chat. I don’t remember the last time I spoke with a guy on the phone. I’m kind of nervous. There’s no escaping awkward silence on the phone. On the...
May 14th
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My Little Secret
Another person told me to take krav maga off my profile and not to mention it on dates. I think I might follow their advice, albeit grudgingly. I don’t see why it’s such a turn off to guys, though.
May 13th
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Au Revoir
The second half of my doubleheader went very well, I thought. This generally means I will not hear from him again. Au revoir, Jacques Cousteau.
May 12th
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Strike
The first date of my dating doubleheader had all the excitement of an ingrown hair. Hopefully, Jacques Cousteau will have more personality than the limp (formerly flying) Dutchman.
May 11th
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Hand it Over
Strawberry Prosecco Rossini
May 10th
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Double Date
Saturday is shaping up to be the apex of my online dating saga. I have back to back dates. The first guy, aka the Flying Dutchman, is Dutch, swarthy (like me), and Jewish. The second guy, aka Jacques Cousteau (he’s a marine biologist), is tall, blond, and Jewish. I’m supposed to meet one at 3:00 and the other later in the evening. I have a sneaking suspicion that one, or both of them,...
May 10th
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May 9th
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May 9th
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Time Well Spent
I get bored and shop online. Thank you, Amazon, for your massive selection of reasonably priced things I don’t need. Cookbooks and socks and makeup, oh my!
May 8th
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Being Discreet
A flask that looks like an iphone. It’s genius!
May 7th
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Why Didn't I Think of This?
Pretzels with Steak Seasoning
May 7th
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A Sense of Longing
I was just on Facebook. It seems everyone I know has a baby. I do feel a sense of longing, but it’s for a Bellini, not a baby. I would take an attractive, tall, and employed man over the Bellini, though. I think they might be a myth, however.
May 7th
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May 7th
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May 6th
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Starch + Traif = Yum
Sweet Potato & Bacon Latkes
May 3rd
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Derby Days
Mint Julep *Ladies, don’t forget your sundresses and giant ass hats.
May 3rd
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Leave Me to My Trail Mix
Self doubt is the kind of thing that creeps up on me. I don’t know it’s coming until it’s washed over me and I feel like crap. I’ve just eaten a mountain of trail mix and am contemplating what’s wrong with me that makes it seemingly impossible for me to meet a nice, STD free guy, who’s employed, and not pint sized.
May 3rd
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Naming the Puppy
I have a new rule. A guy’s phone number will remain nameless until I’ve known him for at least a month. Without fail, every time I add a guy to my contacts list he disappears within the week. Thus, in the hopes of making it to at least a third date, I will not name the puppy.
May 3rd
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My Online Dating Matches of Late
“A shtik fleish mit tzvei eigen,” which translates to “a piece of meat with two eyes.” I love Yiddish. * Pronounced: a stick flaysh mitt tzvay aygen 
May 2nd
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May 1st
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April 2013
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Apr 30th
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Apr 30th
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Restaurant Chatter
An overheard remark: “I need a dick in my eye.” I’m sorry?
Apr 28th
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I Cry for You
Chocolate Ganache Glazed Doughnuts
Apr 26th
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Sweet Brew
Beer & Brown Sugar Cookies
Apr 26th
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High End Traif →
Sweet Potato Gnocchi with Apples, Bacon & Balsamic
Apr 26th
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Common Courtesy
I was supposed to have a date tonight with this fellow I’ve been chatting with. We set the day (on Wednesday), but he said he would get back to me with a time and place. It’s now Friday and I haven’t heard a peep from him. He’s allowed to change his mind, I’m not crushed, but at least have the courtesy to let me know. A simple “I changed my mind” would...
Apr 26th
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Not Going as Well as I'd Hoped
My reactions to the last matches Match.com sent me: “meh” “egad!” “I think I’ll look into freezing my eggs” Loud snort Banged my head against my desk
Apr 25th
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Apr 24th
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Coincidence?
I was on Match for five minutes when I was suddenly overcome with nausea. Online dating makes me sick, literally.
Apr 23rd
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Where Have You Been All My Life?
Maple Bacon Rice Krispie Treats
Apr 22nd
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Paul Bunyan
A fellow with the screen name BeefSupreme just wrote me. He looks like a lumberjack, spells like a third grader, and his name sounds like a Taco Bell menu item. My heart is aflutter.
Apr 22nd
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I'm Tired Just Thinking About It
I hate looking for an apartment. It’s more tedious than online dating. Though, the end result is, generally, much better.
Apr 22nd
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