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Idle hands.. idle time... Lord I need something to better to do than take selfies! LOL!!!!! #selfie #boredaf #nofilters #singleinnyc (at Union Square, Manhattan) https://www.instagram.com/p/Brts1qnh1Te/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1gji6xn491805

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I'm just sayin.. #ValentinesDay #NeverCrushed #DraxTheDestroyer #singleinnyc

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To Tell Them to Fuck off or not – that is the Question

My best friend always tell me “when they go low, you go high.” It’s very sweet when he does that, but I never listen to him. I mean I consider it but don’t listen. I belie…

No this is not about food, but dating is a part of life

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It’s Not Always Bad

Sometimes he surprises you with something so sweet, it just melts your heart. The most romantic thing a guy ever did for me was not a fancy dinner, roses or a carriage ride in Central Park. It was …

I realize this is not about food, but I am a person and do other things too :)

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A Quick Word from our Sponsor

I’m a 30 year old jewish, bi-sexual, single lady living in New York City AND I’m. ready. to. settle. down. The person I dated most recently--the person who was supposed to be the “one”--didn’t quite work out (obviously), so I find myself begrudgingly back in the dating game. Whomp whomp.

I was recently complaining about all of this to my father. He was quiet as I whined on and on, but when I finally ran out of things to say, he took a breath and replied “Sweetie, you have to play in traffic to get hit.”

So what am I doing? I’m trying to figure out how to play in traffic, as it were. (And also trying to imagine that it was my sassy gay best friend who spoke those sage words to me rather than my father.)

I’m sure you know. It’s as frustrating as trying to logic why nearly half the voting population voted for Trump as it is to live in a city with *millions* of people where it’s somehow also nearly impossible to meet new people. Water water everywhere and not a drop to drink, AMIRITE?? But yeah, we all know: “SEX AND THE CITY” and the like have beaten this cliche to death.

And yet, all of my successful, bad-ass single lady friends have nary found a practical guide to both finding a life partner and a chill fuckbuddy--that’s where this blog comes in. 

I’ve dedicated this blog (and my time) to this experiment: cultivating all the solicited and unsolicited advice I can find, whether it be online, 1st person tales, word of mouth, or some incredibly (un)original idea I come up and testing it ALL, with the intention of figuring out if there’s a formula for getting from Point A to Point B.

I will report my findings (no matter how embarrassing, because I have no shame) in vibrant detail in the hopes that you will be able to avoid my mistakes and learn equally from both my failures and successes. (After all, time is money and our time is especially valuable.)

TLDR: 1. Read blog 2. Try “dating” tips based on blog’s findings 3. ???? 4. Profit

xoxo, SB

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The loneliest place on Earth?

New York City is full of lonely people.  They may be keeping busy and social, but in reality, they are all singular lonely souls.

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This Is Not a Drill

So I've been trying to start a blog on and off. The problem was always, what would I write about? I have a ton of interests--food, travel, music, health, activities, arts, fashion, blah blah blah yes I'm perfect (kidding). But my mood changes all the time. Whatever is high on my interest list changes all the time. So I've decided to just blog about...life after 35. That gives me unlimited bandwidth to discuss anything right??? But from the point of view from someone born in 1979.

I never thought that at 35 I'd be single. So I have a lot of time and thoughts on my hands. Nearly all of my friends are married with kids, so life is different when you're 35 and the lone singular girl in the group. I love my friends, but I find that I can't really talk to them about all my interests because they're in a different phase--the diaper stage, the moving into the suburbs phase, the finding a nanny phase, etc. Having conversations with them about new restaurants, bars, places to visit, TV shows, and all that jazz doesn't happen anymore because they don't have time for all those things.

So, this will be my creative outlet...a place to ramble and keep a diary what it's like to be at that stage of your life where you just realized it's almost been 18 years since you were 18. GAH. I never understood how older people always said they still 'felt young' but now I do. I don't know what 35 is supposed to feel like, but I don't feel like I'm in my mid-30s. I'm too immature about a lot of things! But I know I'm also super responsible and have achieved a lot (career-wise and home equity-wise) for myself. Anyway, let the rambling begin...

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When I find out a hot guy is straight, and single

I'm like:

and yeah that's my friend in the background