I am tired of being a slave to technology. I wake up, check my personal e-mail, shower and beautify, check my work e-mail (WHY?) and then drive to work only to turn on the computer and check my work and personal e-mail 274,974 more times throughout the day. Then I come home, pee, and GO [...]

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I had the best time on my short trip to Minnesota. The place has everything: lakes (nearly every home gets its own - it’s so Dawson’s Creek), the best pizza ever (OMG-OMG-OMG) and really nice, down-to-earth people who say “OR-EE-GONE” when pronouncing that tree-lovin’ Northwestern state. I started wondering why more people aren’t flocking to [...]

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My boyfriend has been going through a very belated quarterlife crisis. It is perplexing to us all.
Matt: Oh, I forgot to tell you. Andrew and I are going bike riding tomorrow.
Me: WHAT?! I feel like I don’t even know you anymore!
The following evening, between his moanings of an aching buttocks (he pedaled 16 miles!), he [...]

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Another really creepy thing I admit to doing (besides rockin’ out at the cemetery) is naming hypothetical children. I mean, I know every girl has her favorite baby names, but I’m pretty sure I’ve taken the whole naming process to another level, especially as I’m so not ready for the actual OWNING A HUMAN part [...]

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Me: I feel so bad. I was going to pick up your birthday gift today but my car is still in the shop.
Matt: That’s OK. You don’t need to get me a gift.
Me: YES I DO!
Matt: Why?
Me: Because I think that’s my Love Language.
Matt: What? But you hardly ever give me gifts. Or do any [...]

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Me: How do you know me so well?
M: What do you mean?
Me: I just feel like you know me. I mean, you really know me.
M: Oh, well I looked you up on Facebook and read all about you.

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Website, I miss you. I really do! Kiss, kiss, slobber, slobber.
A conversation:
Me: I’m so tired!
M: Me too.
Me: I’m totally going to sleep in the car on our way to dinner.
M: That’s so selfish. What about me?
Me: Oh … well …. um … You can touch my boob. But only after I fall asleep.
M: Lame.

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In college, a friend of mine played an April Fool’s joke on her boyfriend. She told him she was pregnant. Her roommate and I tried to convince her not to do it, but for some reason, she thought it would be funny (their relationship was weird), and I guess she wanted us to be there [...]

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Warning: Another Boyfriend of the Year post. I don’t get out much.
Matt and I are sitting on my bed playing Scrabulous on our laptops. As he waits for me to make my move, he checks out some photos posted online of his brother’s wedding.
M: These came out nice.
Me: Oooh, yeah. Pretty. I love wedding photos. [...]

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In the four years we’ve been together, Matt and I have had very few fights. I mean real fights. We bicker almost daily over who’s better looking (me, duh), who’s smarter (OK, probably him) and where we’re gonna eat (pho or not pho). I guess it’s a good thing to have such a drama-free boyfriend. [...]

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