I Did Something F***ing Crazy Over Thanksgiving – Part II

You know you still have one.

In the last installment, I talked about the idea of a “Dates With Readers” feature where I would go out with a few women who regularly read my blog.

Read Part I Here – and then come back, because, well, you’ll totally want to!

I was telling my father about Jessica, the woman in the previous  story with whom (Or is it “with whom”?  Or “to whom”?  To which?  Damn my feeble attempt at grammar! I just learned the commas rules recently. I still promptly ignore them. But I learned it!). I was really starting to connect. READ MORE

My Editor Hurt My Feelings (Not Really)

Paris Club

Last night both my mom and sister were in town,   and we went to dinner.     There's this really trendy new restaurant called Paris Club,   and my mom had just been there and wanted to go again.

What I found sort of funny is that there were three Paris's at Paris Club.   Okay, that's really more cute that funny.  What WAS funny is that it didn't even occur to me that our last name was the restaurant's name. READ MORE