First Person Singular by Wendy Braitman

How To Get To Paradise

As a short term strategy, see yesterday. Any ideas for the long term, are greatly appreciated.

Photo by Robert Adams from Interstate 25, Eden Colorado, 1968.

Top 10 Comfort Foods

Chicken Pot Pie*
Macaroni and Cheese
Chocolate Chip Cookie*
Mashed potatoes
Pizza*
Meatloaf
Spaghetti Bolognese*
Bagel and cream cheese
Roasted red peppers
Vodka martini*

* I’m stocking up on comfort. These are currently stowed in my freezer.

Which foods do you turn to for comfort?

Snickers by Maira Kalman

What’s Your Biggest Fear About Being Single?

I could give a hundred examples that have crossed my mind through the years, from the trivial to the profound. At the time, each one has felt utterly consequential. Whether it’s New Year’s Eve without a date, or standing alone at my mother’s grave, the first step is to name it. What are yours?

Image: Stefanie Posavec

What Risk Are You Taking Today?

At a 1-1 meeting today, I tried to have an open mind. Results were good.

Image from Wasted Rita

Do I Look Fat In These Pants?

On my list of 40 Reasons to Be Single is – there’s no one to answer, “do I look fat in these pants.” The question never yields anything good.

Have you ever posed this to a lover? And how’d that go?

Drawing by De’Von Stubblefield

Update: What Do We Really Crave?

Saturday Night: Two Couples and Me

Words To Live By

Whew! I really needed that.

Image via newyorkshitty

What Do We Really Crave?

I love sugar. Brownies, mint chip ice cream, chocolate pot de crème, key lime pie, Snickers. I heard Charles Duhigg, a business reporter for the NY Times, talking about his book, The Power of Habit. Part of the research was personal. He was trying to understand his craving for cookies. What Duhigg came to realize was what he really wanted, when he left his desk each afternoon for a sweet snack at the cafeteria, was company.

I’m here to say, what I really want is the cookie.

M&M’s inspired by Damien Hirst by Henry Hargreaves

Is “Playing With My Cat” a Euphemism?

This is a serious question. I’ve been trying to come up with a snappy title for my book about single life (based on FPS, which is based on single life). And I remembered one of my posts, “Playing With My Cat When I Should Be Dating.” An insightful friend, who happens to be a noted fiction writer, tactfully suggested that the title sounds like I’m masturbating. Oops. Dear readers, what do you think? Honestly. (Other title ideas greatly appreciated.)

Image by Ted McCagg