Confessions of a Food Snob

Father forgive me for I have sinned

confessionalSomewhere on this journey to healthy eating I took a wrong turn. I was hypnotized into believing that the more food cost the better it taste and of course better it is for me. In doing so I have to admit that I had become somewhat of a food snob. The operative word in the prior sentence is “had” because I made a conscientious effort to reposition my nose by taking it out of the air!  Continue reading

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The Restaurant @ The Cheshire Inn


Perseveration is typically a bad thing as the act of repeating something incessantly and not knowing when or how to let go shows signs of psychological instability. When it comes to The Restaurant @ The Cheshire Inn, I’ve found preservation to be quit contrary to the definition referenced above.  Recurring visits did not yield any psychological uneasiness, rather the complete antithesis…intense feelings of satisfaction paired with imminent plans of returning. Continue reading

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When it Comes to Online Dating Sites. . . I’d Rather Stay Single!

Often days I feel like Fievel, of American Tail singing Somewhere Out There when it comes to prospects of a mutally exclusive monogamous relationship.  It’s a story that has been told time and time again, especially as it relates to single women. The number of single women vastly outweigh the number of single men.  Living in the Washington, D.C. doesn’t help any either (See this recently posted, sad, color-coded visual representation of just how oversaturated DC is with single women, compared to single men)…but I digress.

Convinced that my pescetarian and single life had left me too meat deprived (pun intended), my girlfriends and their friends all but begged me to give online dating a try. . .again.  I’d previously managed to complete an Online Dating Profile by uploading some pictures and answering some questions on a handful of the popular free dating sites.  But, between the sexually explicit messages, numerous inquiries about the weather…as if I’d indicated that I was a meteorologist (ugghhh), much too early use of pet names (beautiful, pretty, gorgeous, sweetie…I’ll stop while I’m ahead), and far too frequent invitations to come over for dinner or to “watch a movie” prior to even meeting in person, (sigh) I don’ t think I lasted more than a week on any site.

 My Online Dating Experience

So I have no logical explanation as to why I decided to take another crack at it; but this time I narrowed it down to one free online dating site and one paid dating site for which I found a coupon and paid about $50 for a six-month membership. On the free dating site I was selected as one of the most attractive women on the site!

At least they got something right!

At least they got something right (chuckles).   I messaged with some allegedly highly eligible and accomplished  men on the paid site.  Sigh!  I was still quite unimpressed.

Overall online dating was not too different from what sadly has become the norm with dating in person.   I meet men that either expect me to be excited about their ability to put a subject and verb together, have a harem of women already at their beck and call and want me to audition for a staff spot on the rotation, are more interested in a sexual encounter rather than a relationship, or simply pretend to be something they are not.

Maybe what I want is obsolete.  Maybe I’m too difficult (Dr. Jason Johnson doesn’t seem to think so).  There is something in me though that honestly hopes there is “Someone Out There” that wants what I want.   I’m not interested in competing for or trying to convince a man that I am amazing. . . anymore.  Rather, I want someone that can see for himself how amazing I am, and that is equally amazing.  Online dating is extremely popular, it simply is not for me.  I am a single woman in every since of the word.  And, the single man that earns my affections will simply have to find me somewhere being fabulous.


Enjoying My Life...Single

Enjoying My Life…Single

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We’re So Too Faced. Are You?

Better Than SexLike a pirate on the hunt for a long lost treasure, we scoured the malls one cosmetic counter at a time in search for “the” one…The Holy Grail of mascaras. Like most treasure seekers, what seemed to be a simple journey became one filled with unexpected twists, turns, and disappointment. With optimism waning, we received a tip from a very reliable source…cosmetologist and Make up artist Ms. Ciara Elaine (@ceisgifted IG) who suggested we try “Too Faced” Better Than Sex Mascara.

Although this brand wasn’t available in department stores or the likes of Target, CVS, or Walgreens, and the brand name clearly suggested a younger demographic, the packaging boasted a sleek design which motivated us to try it. The trip to Sephora was well worth it as to our utter surprise, Too Faced Better Than Sex Mascara  was the Paul Pierce of mascaras…THE TRUTH!

If you desire full voluminous lashes without going the Mr. Snuffleupagus  glue laden false lashes route this mascara delivers! Now, to Too Faced claim that this mascara is better than sex, we unanimously reject that notion!