Occasional musings from a Left-coast Canadian ExPat in Oxford.
I have two sets of underwear. There are those pairs that others get to see. And those pairs that others unequivocally do NOT get to see. I happen to put some thought into the underwear that others do get to see. Heather and Mel can attest to this: they’re darned cute! And it’s already been … Continue reading RHS # 18 – Funderwear!
The bad date. Oh my. I honestly can’t think of a much worse one. I hardly know where to start. I suppose the beginning is a good place. This is long. You may want to grab a snack. I met a guy. He’s a firefighter. He will henceforth be referred to as RescueDork, since that’s … Continue reading I want you Bad.
One thing that makes it really easy for me to come up with the Ridiculously High Standards is the fact that while some women make excuses for why they should stay with someone, I am unequalled in my ability to talk myself out of any potential dating/relationship scenario. I can go from naming babies and … Continue reading Special Talent
So, we all have these stories, right? That early on “the night everything went horribly wrong” date. The date that either signifies the beginning of the end, or turns into one of those stories that everyone laughs about a few years down the road. Please tell me everyone has those stories! Because (another) one of … Continue reading Freebie
It’s time to bring a bit of the ridiculousness back into the Ridiculously High Standards methinks. So this time, I say that I really enjoy dating men who have good jobs. What entails “good” though? I’m glad you asked! It means their job title and description are rife with things that can sound very dirty … Continue reading RHS #17 – Occupational Jargon
Remember the Drop Off phenomenon from a little while ago? I’ve recently solved two more drop off mysteries.
Let this be a lesson to you, men! If you adopt the “drop off” method, odds seem to be that you’ll eventually be found out, and instead of looking like a socially-retarded dork, you’ll come off as a complete asshole. Read on for examples… Continue reading “Drop Off – Redux”
A few friends have tried to set me up with other single people they know, because there’s nothing people in monogamous relationships like to do more than live vicariously through meddling in the lives of their single friends. Not that I’m complaining (yet), but it does lead to some interesting pairings, based solely on the … Continue reading The Sound of Settling