There was Kurt. The college crush who used to get me all hot and bothered at just the sight of him. It had only been two years since I'd seem him last, but now he looked acabado. But I still greeted him with a quick peck on the cheek and hug. I held. . . READ FULL STORY

Though my conversation with Mr. G was short, the message was clear. Mr. G was sorry for his disappearance. He sounded stressed and upset, venting about work and the traffic. I listened quietly and let him know I was longer angry. Then Mr. G. . . READ FULL STORY

When it comes to Mr. G, my friends think I'm insane. And from reading the comments it's safe to assume you all think I'm insane as well (along with beautiful, vibrant and intelligent, so thank you). Why have I waited for Mr. G to get himself. . . READ FULL STORY

Something scary happened while I was waiting for Mr. G to contact me last week: My heart began to stomp around my chest like a bratty child and my stomach tossed and tumbled like an acrobat. I felt a weird schoolgirl anxiety for someone other than. . . READ FULL STORY

Three days later and still no call from Mr. G. I would have settled for a text, an email, even a "like" on my Facebook page instead of this torturous waiting. . . . READ FULL STORY