Category: By The Numbers


November 14th, 2012 — 7:07pm

Tomorrow night, I am off to Los Angeles for the weekend. It’s been more than two and a half years since my last visit — during my Great Dating Blitz so I can’t help thinking of the many memorable times I’ve had in California’s number one city.

All smiles in Santa Monica, my favorite part of L.A. (April 2010)

Over the years, I’ve enjoyed everything from and reunions with old friends to celebrity sightings and . Here are some of the standout moments – By The Numbers:

Number of L.A. Trips: 14
Number of L.A. Trips Precipitated By Romance: 6
Number of Reunions With Old Friends: 8
Number of Visits to Santa Monica Pier: 6
Number of TV Show Tapings Attended: 3
Number of Celebrity Sightings: 2

The best celebrity sighting happened during my 2010 visit – hunky and charming , star of ABC’s hit Castle. Castle is far and away my favorite show, so I’m beyond excited to be attending the Second Annual in L.A. this weekend. Stay tuned for a full report.

California here I come!

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October 10th, 2012 — 7:47pm

A recent feature in the Alumnae Quarterly of beloved my alma mater Mount Holyoke College profiled women whose careers haven’t been of the linear kind. As I read their stories, I couldn’t help thinking about the zig zag trajectory of my own professional path – and how it has led me to the tremendous contentment I feel job-wise today.

It’s A Sign: Celebrating opening week at The Westin New York Grand Central

I graduated from MHC envisioning a future as the next Katie Couric. Though I pursued TV news for many years, I ultimately found that what I wanted more was a communications role outside the broadcast fray. I wouldn’t trade those experiences, though, or any I’ve had since because each one brought with it great learning, a bit of adventure and many friendships that endure to this day.

Here’s a look at some of the seminal benchmarks of my winding career road – By The Numbers:

Number of jobs since graduating from college: 12
Number of jobs that sparked romance: 4
Number of moves dictated by TV news gigs: 3
Number of career changes: 2
Number of overseas business trips: 7
Number of enduring work-related friendships: 7

I’m excited about the new friendships I’m cultivating as part of my job at . And equally thrilled that each day brings something new and interesting. Who says you need to follow a traditional path to get to professional bliss?

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December 30th, 2011 — 8:09pm

As 2011 draws to a close, I can’t help feeling a little reflective about the last year and where it’s taken me.

I began the first half of 2011 doing freelance work before pounding the pavement for a full time gig. It took dozens of mind numbing interviews at 17 companies before landing at Evins Communications – an exhausting process that made dating seem like a cakewalk by comparison. Still, I opted to scale back on the search for Mr. Right and focus my energies elsewhere (including a new passion — cooking). Here are some of the highlights of 2011, by the numbers:

Number of companies interviewed at: 17
Number of job interviews: 38
Number of Weekend Getaways: 12
Number of concerts: 6
Number of Europe Dating Blitz bachelors seen in NYC: 1
Number of dates:  14
Number of friends who got engaged: 2

Bride-to-be Faith and me at my recent holiday party

Both of my betrothed friends met their respective fiancés online, which leads me to think I may have to incorporate cyberspace dating into my Just Say Yes mantra for 2012. One of the brides to be, my fantastic galpal Faith, has asked me to be her maid of honor – a delightful duty I haven’t had in more than a decade. I couldn’t be more proud or excited to stand beside her.

Who knows? By the time Faith’s big day comes around, maybe I’ll have a plus one to join me.

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June 23rd, 2010 — 8:27pm

Like significant others, no two breakups are exactly alike. Though each brings its share of the post-split blues, what you learn that moves you forward is different every time.

As I think about how I’ve grown from my most recent split, I can’t help also thinking of the goodbye moments that have stood out for me over the years. Here are a few — By The Numbers:

Number of Breakups: 8
Number of Mutual Breakups: 2
Number of Breakups in Public Places: 3 (2 in a restaurant, 1 in Central Park)
Number of Breakups That Happened Mid-Vacation: 1
Number of Breakups Via Phone: 2

The most recent relationship-ending phone conversation, of course, was with Cleveland Chris. For once, I felt grateful to be in a long distance scenario — because I was spared the inevitably unpleasant in-person breakup scene. When someone isn’t right for you, there’s a lot to be said for parting ways in less than five minutes.

Coming up…the scoop on New York Post date #4 and a very happy hour.

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August 6th, 2009 — 12:09pm

When it comes to dating, there’s a lot to be said for the art of courtship.

Over the years, I’ve had the good fortune of dating a variety of men who know what it means to truly woo a woman. In this day and age, that’s no easy feat given how modern mores seem to scoff at the very idea of romance – and imply that being an independent woman is somehow at odds with wanting (and enjoying) the rites of courtship.

During those heady first days and weeks of getting to know a new love interest, I’m a big fan of mixing it up. A combination of spontaneity and planning, of the grand gesture and the little things, goes a long way toward getting off on the right foot romantically speaking. Here are a few of the memorable ways I’ve been wooed – By The Numbers:

Number of men who said it with flowers early on: 5
Number of men whose initial courting tactics included a concert or Broadway show: 5
Number of men who whisked me away on a romantic trip: 3
Number of men who added to my menagerie of stuffed animals: 3
Number of men with whom I’ve done karaoke (and not lived to regret it): 3

My most recent karaoke outing was with hunky cop and Match.com member . He belted out Bon Jovi’s “Dead or Alive,” while I made like Tina Turner and sang “The Best.” Never underestimate the icebreaking effect of warbling after you’ve had a few drinks.

What are some of your top picks for great dates?

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July 21st, 2009 — 11:28pm

You never know what’s going to happen at a wedding. From unexpected mishaps to surprise connections with members of the opposite sex, a lot can happen when two people are celebrating their I Dos.

All dolled up for a colleague’s wedding in New Jersey last weekend

With nuptial season in full swing — and a second wedding to attend in as many weekends — I can’t help thinking about the more memorable ones I’ve attended over the years. Here are a few of them, By The Numbers:

Number of weddings attended: 17
Number of times I’ve been Maid of Honor: 4
Number of weddings that led to romance with the Best Man: 2
Number of weddings made more enjoyable by having gay dance partners: 2
Number of men kissed whose wedding date later showed up: 1
Number of weddings at which I accidentally set my hair on fire: 1

That embarrassing moment happened at my dear friend a few years back. I leaned across the table to flirt with a cute guy, and ended up scorching my hair with a candle. The incident spread like, yes, wildfire around the room and everyone had a good laugh. So much for being a seductress.

What engaging encounters await me this Sunday at galpal Cindy’s nuptials? With an Aussie and a few fellow singles sitting at my table, I can’t wait to find out.

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July 21st, 2009 — 6:28pm

You never know what’s going to happen at a wedding. From unexpected mishaps to surprise connections with members of the opposite sex, a lot can happen when two people are celebrating their I Dos.

All dolled up for a colleague’s wedding in New Jersey last weekend

With nuptial season in full swing — and a second wedding to attend in as many weekends — I can’t help thinking about the more memorable ones I’ve attended over the years. Here are a few of them, By The Numbers:

Number of weddings attended: 17
Number of times I’ve been Maid of Honor: 4
Number of weddings that led to romance with the Best Man: 2
Number of weddings made more enjoyable by having gay dance partners: 2
Number of men kissed whose wedding date later showed up: 1
Number of weddings at which I accidentally set my hair on fire: 1

That embarrassing moment happened at my dear friend a few years back. I leaned across the table to flirt with a cute guy, and ended up scorching my hair with a candle. The incident spread like, yes, wildfire around the room and everyone had a good laugh. So much for being a seductress.

What engaging encounters await me this Sunday at galpal Cindy’s nuptials? With an Aussie and a few fellow singles sitting at my table, I can’t wait to find out.

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June 19th, 2009 — 11:00pm

During my ten year journalism school reunion back in April, I attended a panel about reinventing yourself. I couldn’t help thinking about how that phrase has applied to my career before and since attending Columbia‘s j-school.

Reporting Live: That’s me with the microphone during my on-air days at WBOC-TV in Dover, Delaware, 2002

It’s been quite a journey from my days as a fresh-faced college graduate to my current profession of travel PR. I’ve written about municipal bonds for a trade newspaper, reported live during a Delaware blizzard and researched business segments for the Australian Broadcasting Corporation.

Here are some of the bends in the long and winding road of my career — By The Numbers:

Number of jobs since graduating from Mount Holyoke College: 10
Number of career changes: 2
Number of small market TV news jobs outside of New York: 4
Number of overseas jobs: 1
Number of years spent working in PR: 4.5

Four and a half years after making the transition to travel PR and joining Quinn & Company, I feel the same as I did when I first started — fortunate to work for talented, honorable people and to be promoting one of my biggest passions, travel. Even better, I get to do this in the world’s greatest city.

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June 19th, 2009 — 6:00pm

During my ten year journalism school reunion back in April, I attended a panel about reinventing yourself. I couldn’t help thinking about how that phrase has applied to my career before and since attending Columbia‘s j-school.

Reporting Live: That’s me with the microphone during my on-air days at WBOC-TV in Dover, Delaware, 2002

It’s been quite a journey from my days as a fresh-faced college graduate to my current profession of travel PR. I’ve written about municipal bonds for a trade newspaper, reported live during a Delaware blizzard and researched business segments for the Australian Broadcasting Corporation.

Here are some of the bends in the long and winding road of my career — By The Numbers:

Number of jobs since graduating from Mount Holyoke College: 10
Number of career changes: 2
Number of small market TV news jobs outside of New York: 4
Number of overseas jobs: 1
Number of years spent working in PR: 4.5

Four and a half years after making the transition to travel PR and joining Quinn & Company, I feel the same as I did when I first started — fortunate to work for talented, honorable people and to be promoting one of my biggest passions, travel. Even better, I get to do this in the world’s greatest city.

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June 5th, 2009 — 4:33pm

Today, I’m enjoying a Summer Friday off from work — and some quality time with my old flame

We had planned to catch up during my recent visit to Kansas City, where Steve now lives with his wife. He was (understandably) busy celebrating their first anniversary.

City Gal: Steve took this picture of me when he visited NYC back in 2006


This will be the first time in years we’ve had a full day together, so I can’t help feeling nostalgic about the memorable moments we’ve shared since we met nearly eight years ago. Here are a few of them — By The Numbers:

Number of cities in which Steve and I have reunited: 5
Number of weeks after meeting that we first said those three little words: 2
Number of steamy clinches in an airport parking lot: 1
Number of aborted breakups via email: 2
Number of giant teddy bears Steve has given me: 1

Steve’s thoughtful gestures went far beyond stuffed animals. A man with the soul of an artist, he’s also written me poetry and music — and has, throughout the trajectory our relationship has taken, always been in my corner.

Whether it’s encouraging me in my literary aspirations or sending me a comforting email on the anniversary of my dad’s passing, Steve never fails to be there for me. We are that rare exception of former lovers who have become friends. And, really, that’s what love is all about.

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