Happy Anniversary, E!

E and I are celebrating our 3-year anniversary this weekend! ::: cue choir of angels flying down from heaven to sing, “Thank you, Sweet Sassy Christ” :::

I’m very lucky to have someone like E, who makes me laugh, knows how to cheer me up whenever I’m feeling down, can cook some SERIOUSLY bomb steak, looks super cute when cuddling with our cat, is an absolutely fantastic writer, and most importantly: is an EXCELLENT dancer.

While going through old photos, I found these gems from my 28th birthday party in 2013. That was the first birthday I celebrated with E, and we went to this really awesome dive bar by my then-apartment in West Hollywood.

By that time, I already knew the truth: E is hands down a truly genius dancer. There’s really no way to describe it, and the photos certainly don’t do it justice. But you can kind of get a sense of his skills by how happy I look here, right?



Three years and he still makes me smile every single day — I hope and try to do the same thing for him. Happy anniversary, E!


The Conversation That’s More Awkward Than A Sex Talk

Online DatingThis Christmas was the first one that Eand I spent together. He met my family in Florida, and I flew to Arkansas to meet his. Both trips went well. My parents thought he was great, and my Mom loved the box of Godiva he bought her.

But my Dad asked a pretty basic question after E had left. “How did you two meet?”

My brother (bless his heart) had broken the news to my Mom pretty early on in our relationship. I got a phone call, “Did you meet E on a website?” she asked. “Robert told me that you met him on a website.”

Robert, my brother, had read about how we met when I wrote about the experience for The Underenlightened. I hadn’t really planned to tell my parents about it, and I always thought that if it came up, I’d invent a story. “We met through mutual friends,” was what I’d originally told my Mom. So, imagine her surprise when she’d heard this wild tale from my brother… right?

“Yes, we met online,” I said. I was caught, and I didn’t want to lie to her.

“Was the website called ‘Desperate Women’?” she laughed. My Mom obviously had opinions about online dating, and what doing it said about you as a person.

She wasn’t the only one who had opinions, of course. Even my best friends, people who were my age, told me I’d end up dead or part of a Dateline story. You know, fun stuff like that. Sometimes it made me feel bad, but mostly I just ignored them. Plenty of people online date, it just still has a crazy stigma attached to it.

I thought I’d gotten over the biggest hurdles with it. It still comes up every now and then when we meet new people and they ask how we met. But mostly, I thought we had all that under control.

Until my Dad asked the pointed question: “How did you two meet?”

I had always figured that if my brother told my Mom, then surely he’d told my Dad. And if he hadn’t told my Dad, then my Mom would have. It was such an innocent question, but it really took me by surprise that he didn’t already know the answer. We were at our kitchen table, and the TV was blaring loudly in the background.

“We met online,” I said.

“On what?” he asked. I didn’t know if he hadn’t actually heard me, or didn’t want to hear what I’d said.

“We met online,” I repeated. “I’m a modern lady.” I tried to joke. He heard me that time around.

“You did?” he said. His eyes were wide like saucers.

“Yup. All the kids are doing it.”

My Dad stood up from the table, and wandered aimlessly toward our couch. I could tell that he was surprised I’d met E online. He’d probably expected a much more common answer. “We met at a party.” “Our friends introduced us.” “I was writing in a coffee shop, and he asked me for my number.” But the truth is, I never met guys at parties, as all of my male friends skew gay. And the only guy who ever asked for my number in a coffee shop turned out to not have a cell phone and made me split the bill.

“Which website?” he asked. I think he wanted to know which site so that he could sort out the kind of person E was.

“OkCupid,” I said. He didn’t know what the site was, but he repeated it to himself. Like he needed to hear it out loud again.

My Dad shook his head, and wandered upstairs. He never told me what he thought about how we met. Or if he thinks it’s odd. I may never know, as I suspect he won’t ask about it again. But I got the distinct feeling that he never considered we’d met online, even thought most of my life is online. Talking about how E and I met with my Dad felt more awkward than any other conversation we’ve ever had. But I suppose once you rip that bandaid off, you’ll never have to address it again. I hope?

Has anyone else had to deal with a family convo that was THE MOST AWKWARD THING EVER?! Or is this just my lot in life?!

Important Lessons I’ve Learned From My Relationship

EandEBirthdayYesterday, we celebrated my boyfriend E’s birthday. It was a small party at our place, and he wanted to turn 31 with pizza and cake. (Why this food combo isn’t utilized more often is beyond me.)

I’ve been dating E for a year and a half now, and I can honestly say that it’s unlike any relationship I’ve ever been in. It’s not just that I think the world of him, but I really feel like I’ve learned a lot about myself, and what it means to be in a healthy relationship because of him.

Here are a few of the things I’ve gleaned from dating E: Continue reading