My Tales of Life and Love After Divorce

I am 35 years old and I have only been someone’s girlfriend twice in my life.
The first time was in 1998. I was a senior in high school and dating Dave, an absolute sweetheart. I lost my virginity to him the summer before we went away to college. We stayed together until Spring Break of freshman year when the distance between...

Well, this is an interesting twist of events.
I like a guy. Like for real. Like we hold hands and have sleepovers and we have made each other dinner. He calls me “baby” and it doesn’t make me throw up in my mouth. And guess who is not freaking out? THIS GIRL!...

As I sat in the Munich airport after Melanie dropped me off, I thought about how much saying goodbye sucks.
Melanie and I went to Verona, Italy, for two nights.
We just thought this staircase was cool,

I am writing from one of my bestest friend's guest room in her home outside Munich, Germany!
My love affair with carbs goes international.
Leading up to this trip, I had a busy week with two dates with the same guy (!), figuring out where the heck I left my passport, and last ditch effort workouts before departing for my long awaited reunion with Melanie, one of my college roommates. And...