Well, Sunday’s New York Times’ wedding announcements sure were interesting. There was the couple that got engaged just 51 days after meeting on JDate. The bride who brought her two cats along as “chaperones” on an early date with her now-husband. And then there was the highlight of the section, the couple that fell in love when they were both married to other people. Scandalous! Keep reading »
Last night, while out to dinner with friends, my phone rang—a rare occurrence in a world where phones are amazing for organizing schedules and arranging text messages into adorable dialogue bubbles, but aren’t so hot at providing a clear pathway for two people to talk. I recognized the area code immediately, though I had deleted the caller’s name in a huff a few days before—it was Scruffy Beard. I hadn’t heard from him in almost two weeks, since he sent me a lame “see you around” text the day after we had sex and he darted out the door 20 minutes after, throwing the condom in the trash.
I resisted the urge to listen to his voicemail message all the way through dinner. But as I left the restaurant, I just had to know what he said. Keep reading »
This year, for only the second time ever, I’ll be missing Christmas with my family. My parents live in Germany and my husband and I decided to save our vacation time and travel budget and stay home in New York this year. I’m definitely sad to be missing my family, especially since I saw them only a total of three days this whole year, but considering all the weather-related travel snafus in Europe right now, it’s probably for the best we decided to stay put. So, since this is my first-ever Christmas in NYC — and my first with just my husband and me — we’re thinking about new traditions we can start as our own little family unit. Since Drew, my husband, is Jewish, we’ll probably honor his tradition of Chinese food and a movie either on Christmas Eve or Christmas Day. And if I can get my act together, I’ll roast a chicken and make some trimmings for a nice dinner. Any other suggestions for making the holiday feel more festive? What kind of traditions do you and your family have? Keep reading »
Indian weddings are beautiful. I missed my sister’s by just a few days. I couldn’t make up my mind whether to join her and her Canadian boyfriend in Goa, where I could complete my yoga training certificate in a country where men significantly outnumber women, or to stay home in the Brooklyn apartment I shared with four equally unemployed strangers, and where I was without a car, a boyfriend, or a shred of hope. I had to weigh my options, so I was a bit delayed.
That’s how I missed Leky’s lavish Hindu puja ceremony, where she wed a guy she had actually met years ago at a Buddhist monastery, and who she had run into again by chance half a decade later while she was tooling around India.
Their love is a beautiful story. Mine, not so much. Keep reading »