Women worry about everything. And if we have a moment when we aren’t worrying about something specific, we are unsettled and worried about our lack of worry. Somebody has to do it. My Ex and I had an ongoing debate about worry. He never saw the point in being worried because he thought it didn’t
As I’m sure the case was for most of you, the weekend was far too short. I’m now faced with a Monday morning with the following thoughts racing through my brain: Why God Why? This is a given. It’s 7:00am on a Monday, and I am already in an office surrounded by work and the
I was enjoying an inner rant this morning, and I remembered this older blog. As many of you are new readers, and possibly haven’t wandered back this far, please enjoy this reposting of “Multitasking.” And yes, I am playing that Berlin song right now. Happy weekend! http://katedating.blogspot.com/2006/08/multitasking.html
The world is in desperate need of a Single to Dating Dictionary—and by “world” I mean “me.” Clearly, I can’t be the one to write it; largely because I don’t understand modern dating language (also, most of the euphemisms used on Californication). But let’s start simply. If you can help me with these three very
I highly recommend hitting this event. It’s a lot of fun and involves some great wineries. Hit up the link at the bottom to get more details and to buy tickets (at a big discount)! Sunday, April 17th 2011, 1-4pmUnder the Big Top at Wally’sOnly $39.99 per person!$50 at the door A tasting of nearly
Over the last few days, Twitter has been buzzing with #100factsaboutme entries (the assumed ending being: “that you don’t already know”). Though I’m clearly a fascinating creature, I’m not sure any of us is really ready for you to have 100 new pieces of information about moi. I do, however, think that divulging 10 new,
If a man said to you, “You are all round and soft in a way few women in Los Angeles are” would you feel affronted or flattered? Peevish or preening? Dropped into a never-ending pit of despair followed by six consecutive months of Bar Method, or continued gentle glides around the neighborhood? I honestly don’t
If a man said to you, “You are all round and soft in a way few women in Los Angeles are” would you feel affronted or flattered? Peevish or preening? Dropped into a never-ending pit of despair followed by six consecutive months of Bar Method, or continued gentle glides around the neighborhood? I honestly don’t
Dear Serenading Neighbor, I understand that there are times when the music just takes you, and your soul demands that you sing “Love Will Keep Us Together” at the top of your lungs. Who doesn’t love the Captain and his Tennille? There is many a drive to work that has included my stunning renditions of
Do you ever have one of those days where you just want to burst into tears for no discernable reason? Yeah, me neither. (picture me kicking the dirt with my toe, head hanging down) Ok, that might have happened to me once… on Thursday… when my invisibility cloak came out of retirement. It was a