Getting Dirty
Thanks to the Huffington Post for collecting all the Hot Farmers across the country for us to peruse through.
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Better Than T.O.M.
I honestly thing this might be better than T.O.M. Now that winter is setting it, it’s all about snuggling.
German designer Stefan Ulrich created a shape-changing object, not a pillow, using artificial muscle technology. The concept? To help relieve loneliness…awe. - Apartment Therapy
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Checking In

Things have been super busy. Dating, traveling, weddings and birthdays, not to mention the work and family stuff. I thought it was time I dropped a line. Here’s where I’m at right now, so we’re on the same page:
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Inspiration: Love Exists
So not much to talk about on the actual dating front. The cool chill of fall rolled in this week, and I started adding vitamin D to my daily supplements to keep the sun shining. Life is good, things are getting in order. I think I’m working on things that will lead to a dateable existence (at least that’s what I’m telling myself). In the meantime, these are the sorts of things that keep the dream alive.
The photos from the love exists flickr pool all so sickeningly sweet I need a stout whiskey or a Salty Dog to go with it.
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Monday Morning

I love it when I get updates like this from Heather’s around town. This one popped up this morning. me-ow.
UPDATE: My favorite review of all time from one of our male readers. Thanks “Clark”.

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This weekend I went to a rummage sale at an Eagles Lodge here in Portland. On the way in I got a rundown of all their events. One of which was a “Social Club”.
So, if you were to imagine what an F.O.E. Lodge looks like inside, you’d probably be correct. All the money went into the dance floor. But there’s a bar area with some deep fried snacks and cheap + stiff drinks. All the ingredients you need for a killer shindig. However, my preconceived notions of who would be at a “Social Club” are based on the fact that my Grandma met all three of her husbands there over the course of about 60 years. Not necessarily at this location, but you get the idea.
I could take that two ways. #1 This is a great place to meet a husband. or #2 This is a great place to meet a 70 year old husband.
Read the flyer though and you’d imagine the normal hipster fair. There are “records”, crafts, and hip coffee. Oh, and vintage fashions.
So. I’ll be there. Will you?
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Stumbled across this book by a photographer Chris Craymer. I’m in L-O-V-E with the photos. Please click on through to check them out. This is what it’s all about. Those moments.
London born photographer Chis Craymer recently launched his new book, Romance. Craymer wanted the book to be “essentially emotional rather than intellectual or fashion led.” As he states, “Romance for me was the perfect vehicle to make pictures which can covey a number of emotions…I wanted to try to make pictures which could be for example sexy, funny, joyful and also powerful and even soulful.”
Craymer captures special, raw moments by enlisting the help of real life couples who have a strong sense of personal style and individuality. Their love shines through in each beautiful photo. – mymodernmet.com
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Faux Beaus

I’ve always been pretty lucky to have amazing people around me. There was, however, a time in my life where those people were married, straight women, or gay men (yes, even that one ex-boyfriend). I honestly thought that regular men were non-existent. While I loved all the expensive product, shopping, and ridiculous drama… something was missing.
Until a few years ago when I was about 25, everything changed. All of those people turned into old friends I used to know, and a whole new parade of people waltzed in. It was perfect timing.
However (enough with the sappy stuff, here’s where I turn cynical again) you take the good, and you take the bad. With this new life came the most amazing men I’ve met to date. All of which married and/or committed. I wallowed in there awesomeness for years. Who needs a boyfriend when you have everything you need from the men right there at your fingertips. And BONUS they come with perfectly packaged brand new girlsĀ for the befriending. The kindred spirt-ness is just everywhere, like that pixie dust stuff floating in a field when you’re in a Polaroid holding pretty flowers.
Each faux beau gives me a little piece of what I need. And their wives don’t even mind a bit.
General Manliness: They can fix the sink, help you move, have whatever tool you would never buy instead of buying a new scarf.
Male Perspective: While they’re not usually great with the words, having them around keeps you from going of the girly edge. From the drama, the over spending, the overthinking.
Activities: Who else do you go camping, biking, golfing, or snowboarding with? They also come with important info like sports stats and you can talk about your favorite team with them and they’ll know what you mean. Oh, and they get you out of the inside from time to time.
Nerding out: Who doesn’t love a good afternoon of videogames. They also know lots of stuff about electronics.
Negotiations: We’re typically too nice to negotiate, plus we don’t get taken seriously. Bring one of these faux beaus with you and you can get a screaming deal on cars, cameras, and they can flirt with the women behind the desk to get your flights changed for free.
Now, the assignment for the day. Learn to love the lovelyness each of these men can give me, but find one that can give me the missing parts.
Companionship: At the end of the day, they go home, and so do you. But they go home to the ladies they love and you go home to blog about dating.
Sex: While I’m fully an advocate of “personal time” it can’t compete with the real thing.
Self Esteem: There is a rule with these faux beaus. They can’t tell me I’m sexy, or they love me, or they want to see me when I’m 80. There is a line you can’t cross to keep them.
The moral of this story? It’s worth it. While at times I need the missing stuff, having them around reminds me that there are more of them out there. They exist. They’ve given me that hope I lost at some point (thanks to that gay boyfriend).
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Thanks Mom OR Nightmares Part 2
So, not only do I have my own nightmares to contend with, but tonight they got an added boost. While on my weekly phone call with Mom, amidst the subtle guilt trips about times I didn’t stay long enough, didn’t come to visit enough, haven’t made her any grandbabies, and there’s still no prospect that I’m going to, she adds a nice little news flash.
She recently lost a dear old friend of hers. Very sad, I’m sad for her. She laments that she wishes she’d spent more time with her, because you know, she was alone when she died. Her neighbors found her three days later. Oh, and coincidentally that’s the second friend she’s lost this month that was alone when she passed.
Again, while on the phone with Mom, my life flashes before my eyes. I’m that story. I’m only a few short years away from sealing my fate, alone with only my cats.
So now my options are down to a) Moving home and being the Edith Beales of our small coastal town (fortunately my name is the same as my Mom’s just like the Edith’s, and Mom lives in a beach town). OR, b) I become Kate, or Ally. Forever roommates.
Oh, the possibilities.
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