The Panic Button

Have you missed me? Have you been checking and rechecking my blog wondering where I went? Hoping to know if I was still sad and single (I can assure you I am!)? Have you been lost without my ramblings of singledom to get you through your days? Well, I’m back! And I apologize most loyal fans (cough, friends that I guilt into reading, cough)…for I never meant to make you feel like the girl who just texted a guy and is then sitting and staring at her phone wondering, “Why did you do that, Stupid?!” Continue reading

DTR..No This Has Nothing to Do With Your Cable Box

Some might say both dvrs and men need to be programmed...some, not all! Gosh!


DTR (not to be confused with dVr)…means Define The Relationship. And in this day and age where we must name every thing in life, this is the moment where you have that discussion with your “signficant,” or what you may come to realize “non significant,” other about what this really is. And when I say really, I mean DEFINE it. Evil, evil, scary words to men (apparently). Continue reading