You’ve found someone you liked. Things are going well. You’re still single…or are you? SingleInPhillyGrrl tackles the latest relationship term since Facebook came out with “It’s Complicated”: Single-ish.
Sorry I’ve been MIA, PG readers; work has been kicking my butt and I haven’t been able to get on and share my half-baked theories on the single life. It’s good to be back. Let’s dive into this, shall we.
The term: Single-ish.
The definition: A step ahead of sitting in front of the TV, taking notes while watching The Millionaire Matchmaker. A step behind “It’s Complicated.” Definitely in crush stage. Party has usually hung out with aforementioned crush at least once.
Single-ish. It can be the best and the worst place to be. On one hand, you have someone who creeps into your thoughts and provide a nice distraction from pounding away at PowerPoint. On the other hand, you’re back into relationship purgatory, where you begin wondering where it’s going and how he feels. Like everything else in the dating gray area, it’s a double-edged sword. And you’re teetering on the hilt. Continue reading
Looks like I opened a can of worms with my “How to date a blogger” post. PG’s latest guest contributor, SingleInPhillyGrrl dishes on dating and da web…
I’m truly grateful for PhillyGrrl’s post on How to date a blogger. Because I have a blog crush on the Philadelphia Phillies Examiner writer (c’mon ladies, a guy who loves baseball AND Oasis? Swoon). Granted, the cat will be out of the bag if he should ever read this…but that’s the main point of being a dating blogger…
…no shame, no fear in what you write. That’s what Erin Meanley of Glamour’s Single-ish writes on jinxing potential relationships:
“I would think that because I was getting excited and telling people, the universe was somehow listening and poised to strike out and punish me. As though it were not only impossible but illegal to be that happy. I had forgotten about jinxing because now of course, I’ve gone beyond telling a third party about a cute guy I have just met. Instead, I blog about it to the universe.” Continue reading
There’s something about summer in the city that turns perfectly normal men into animals.
A little something involving a combination of miniskirts, breezy summer dresses, low cute denim short shorts combined with thong sandals that turns men into cat-calling apes.
Oh who am I kidding, Philly men find something to hoot and holler about no matter the season. However, it’s bad enough the rest of the year, but in the summer it’s worse.
“Hey baby! Want a ride?”
“Hey beautiful, you look sexy today!”
“Want my number sweetheart?”
These (and worse) are thrown at any female of any appearance who dares walk down the sidewalk starting from North Philadelphia’s Broad and Olney and ending way past South Philly’s Citzen’s Park somewhere.
It reminds me of Pakistan or India. There youth regularly harass women who aren’t ‘conservative’ enough, etc.
Thus proving that stupid men are universal. Continue reading
Kiddies, this is why I keep telling you to start saving for retirement NOW!
“Two elderly women have been convicted over the murder of two homeless men in an attempt to collect $2.8m (£1.4m) in life insurance”
Head to your nearest ING Direct, Morgan Stanley, Charles Schwab, etc….