Taking a definitive stand

I was upstairs talking to a friend on the phone for a couple of hours, and when I came back down, I found Y Chromosome in bed, half-asleep.
Me: Are you going to propose to me in the next week?
Y Chromosome: …No…Why?
Me: A certain short Italian man from Connecticut* seems to think you are. He told [...]

Maybe that’s why they’re called wisdom teeth

Whatever crap someone is trying to feed you about what love is—love is blind, love is trust, love is a herd of unicorns that fart rainbows and carry baskets of puppies that vomit moonbeams—don’t believe them.
Well, you can believe them, but know this: love will eventually lead you here: with your beloved sitting on a [...]

I wouldn’t say “humorless” so much as “easily excitable”

Y Chrome and I were away at a dear friend’s wedding in Connecticut last week. Aside from my cat-sitter losing my poor furry monster while we were gone, inciting some cat-lady hysteria and a whole lot of fretting (he’s yet to be found, but we’ve not given up yet), we had a great time. [...]

In which I make all of my life decisions based on pronunciation

After several months and a good deal of half-hearted searching, I’m pleased to report that I am finally moving, and Y Chrome is officially moving in with me. (His body already lives here, but his clothes, furnishings, and shameful boy things I’m sure I’m about to discover, have all taken up residence elsewhere.) The move [...]

Last weekend, Y Chrome and I went to Harrisonburg to see the arboretum and have a picnic. When we were done, we hopped into the car and turned on Y Chrome’s GPS. It said a national forest was 2 miles away, so we hopped in the car, drove to the location, and found, well, nothing. [...]