Playing With Matches

What started as a means of chronicling the online dating experiences of two picky yet adventurous almost thirty somethings has turned into a chronicle of all that is, was and has made up their collective dating histories. Our two original daters are now joined by several other fun, breezy, sassy gals, and Playing With Matches is now a missive on dating misadventures, a cacophony of ups and downs, turmoil and bliss. With a bit of snark mixed in here and there.

Friday, June 08, 2007

Playing catch up.

  1. Does anyone even read this thing any more?
  2. Yay for Dr. Strangelove's recent move back to the big city. Hopefully this will entitle us all to lots of stories from the dating world. At the least, it will entitle this RD to have an old partner in crime back at the helm.
  3. RCB's lease is up in less than two months. His home, way out in BFE, has not been graced with his presence in over two months. Month to month rent, were he to decide to take that route between the end of his lease and the completion of his new construction future living arrangements, will run him more than my mortgage. Since he practically lives with me, anyway, the logical solution is for him to stay with me temporarily, right? That's not really "living together," is it?
  4. Anyone who knows me knows my keen sense of smell and my obsession with all things Plug-In. As of late, I have been walking into my haven and noticing the smell is, well, different. I cleaned up a storm, bought all new air fresheners and still. Then, I realized: the smell was boy. Not in a bad way, but in a way that took a little bit of the fresh, girly smell away. Gone are the days when someone will walk in and say, "it smells like a girl lives here." And, I kind of like that.
  5. A few weeks ago, while on a field trip to a vineyard with some friends, while sitting outside enjoying a cold bottle of white and looking out over the vineyard, the friend we were with made mention of the fact that "this would be a perfect place for us to throw your friends' engagement party." I just kind of laugh. And RCB just kind of didn't even flinch. Or run away. And, in fact, discussed it later that day, with me.
  6. I have made my way onto the RCB family email distribution list and now receive frequent updates about the life and times of all that is going on in that world.
  7. Though keeping silent, I know for a fact that all of my fellow blogettes have at least one little thing going on in each of their lives. I may know about a baby...or some really good dates...or some familial dilemmas...or some secret crushes...or some big relationship steps. If I weren't the RD that I am, I may threaten to spill the beans myself...