Marathon signs #bostonmarathon #roadtrip #gettingoutofdodge

Marathon signs #bostonmarathon #roadtrip #gettingoutofdodge


Paint nite! #backie #baltimore #paintnite #birroteca

Paint nite! #backie #baltimore #paintnite #birroteca


I hear ya, Dave.

I hear ya, Dave.



Will It Happen?

Every one says, “It’ll happen.” It’ll happen when you’re ready. It’ll happen when you least expect it. It’ll happen when you’re not looking for it. And you believe them. You go about your life because “it’ll happen”, but not when you’re looking or trying. Something about active pursuit must scare love off.

So you go to happy hours with coworkers and dinners with friends, weddings and baby showers, where you spend equal amounts of time feigning nonchalance and desperately wishing you were crazy in love. But you tamp down that wish, lest love catch on that you want it. You have to play hard to get. Just because you want it doesn’t mean that love is going to just show up. Love sounds a lot like a dude.

On your trip to the farmers market, you regard the couples with a clenched smile. See, Love? Look at me smiling at the other couples, so happy in their united bliss. No, I don’t wish I had that. I am totally okay alone. But you glance furtively over your shoulder just in case the man you hope has been ping ponging around just like you is going to finally ricochet into your life.

All the while friends, family, and sometimes strangers continue to
tell you it will happen. Until one day, you wake up, and realize it hasn’t.