Meet Alex! His real name is Alessandro, but I shortened it. He’s a genius and gives amazing advice.
On Saturday, I felt better and was able to catch dinner and a movie with Sofia her fiance Alex. They were happy to have me tag along, and anyway, you never feel like a third wheel when you're with true friends. I look at it like, I get all their attention, plus I can grill Alex for dating advice.
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On Sunday, I met Betsy for brunch, which started around 1:30. Then we went across the street for “just one drink.” (Mental note: it’s never just one drink with Betsy.) Two glasses of champagne later, we were walking to our favorite dive bar to drink beer. We talked for hours and hours, and ordered pizza, which was delivered to us at the bar.
My downfall started here. There was some sort of elderflower liqueur or something at the bottom. And don’t the orange slicey things look pretty?
I was thinking it was kind of great that we were blowing off our chores (like me writing this blog post) and instead, out having a boozy afternoon/night. It was nice not being stuck inside or having to take care of a baby. I had a moment where I really relished my freedom. But it’s funny—almost the whole time I was out with Betsy (and with Sofia and Alex), we were talking boys. Boys, boys, boys. Now what does that say about how I really feel, huh?
Do you have tons of freedom, in terms of how you spend your time? Do you appreciate it? Do you wish you had more? Or do you sometimes crave the responsibility and comfort of a relationship?
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