Wine Goggles

I just witnessed the power of one glass of wine on myself. I started watching "Jeopardy" and thought the guy in the middle was not cute and dorky. (Ok at this point I feel bad even typing that about my future husband.) Half a glass later, I was like, "He is the cutest dork ever!" By Final Jeopardy - not coincidentally, at the exact same time he did the most adorable thinking chin-scratch ever - I knew we were meant to be together.

And this, my friends, is how my dating life works.

New Year's Eve: It was all fun and games until...

... someone told me I reminded him of Tweety Bird. Never heard that one before and not a big fan of the comparison. He insisted it was a compliment because Tweety Bird is always smiling (I'm not sure that is even true).

I went all classy this year since I'm 30 and whatever. Went to a nicer bar than usual, wore a dress and heels, and started off with wine instead of jello shots. I told Alison I was leaving the drama at home. Unfortunately, it must have hitchhiked, because it showed up when the guy I was dancing with decided to dance with someone else later. Ah, me and my irrational jealousy. Other than that - and the fact that I couldn't figure out how to call a cab (which was not necessary anyway since we were a whopping four blocks from our destination) - it was a really fun time!

But I did wake up in a Snuggie with two cats on me and had a frightening vision of my future.