Category: Dirty Dancing


August 1st, 2012 — 8:55pm

Rustic cabins scattered around a lake. Group activities ranging from salsa lessons to volleyball. If this sounds like scenes from Dirty Dancing, that’s exactly what my first impression was when I got to Connecticut’s on Friday.

Club Getaway reminded me of Kellerman’s in Dirty Dancing

After years of seeing Club Getaway’s many ads in publications like Time Out and AM New York, I was curious to find out if it really is like summer camp for adults. In a word – absolutely.

Located about two hours from NYC, Club Getaway is an ideal weekend destination. My good friend Bobbi and I opted to drive instead of taking the complimentary bus for guests. We arrived to a warm welcome from staffers inside a tent festively decorated in celebration of the Olympics. After checking out our basic but clean accommodations – bunk beds, bathroom and little else – we headed over to one of the main lodges for dinner.

Joining us at our table were two couples, a single guy and another single gal – a good representative sample of the crowd at Club Getaway. Though the girl-guy ratio (174 to 97) was as lopsided as it is here in NYC, it didn’t seem that way. Everyone was friendly, and the full schedule of activities made it easy to break the ice, especially with so many returning guests. About half the people Bobbi and I met were on their second or third visit, and most of the staffers started out as guests too.

Two guys from New Jersey introduced themselves as we all made our way over to the boathouse for a lively party that kicked off with line dancing and a staffer announcing from the stage —

“It’s time to get drunk and make some bad decisions!”

Bobbi and I opted instead to head outside, where plenty of people were mingling while some took part in an impromptu volleyball game.

Volleyball in front of the boathouse

As we made small talk with a few guys who joined us on the sidelines, I couldn’t help thinking how the metro NYC singles scene could use a lot more of this laidback, approachable vibe.

Up next…an action-packed day despite Mother Nature’s interference, and an unexpected lesson about dating doldrums from the opposite sex.

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July 3rd, 2012 — 8:43pm

Four years ago today, thanks to the encouragement of my dear friend , I started Single Gal In The City. I can still remember the excitement I felt writing my – and Carla’s enthusiastic response when I shared it with her—

“OMG, I love it! Keep going!”

All smiles on the Brooklyn Bridge, a week after launching SGITC

And so began what has been a truly amazing, unexpected journey. My little corner of the blogosphere has given me the opportunity to grow and learn so much – by reflecting on the ups and downs of being single in New York City.

Over the last four years, I have shared tales of online dating, speed dating and multiple dating blitzes. I have talked about new romances and old flames. I have of my handwritten journals about 80 times. And I have shared memorable travels, girls nights out and career transitions.

Along the way, I have heard from many of you about your own journeys through the unpredictable landscape of dating in the 21st century. I thank you for that – and for spending time here on SGITC. It is a pleasure and privilege to have this platform. It wouldn’t be possible without your support.

Thinking about the 1,600 posts+ that have brought me to today, I also find myself thinking about the two questions I’m most often asked: do I ever run out of things to write about? And what in the world will I write about if/when I’m no longer a single gal in the city? My answers – absolutely not and plenty.

As the 98 volumes of my journal can also attest, a writer always writes. A new relationship status won’t change that. It will simply mean blogging from a different vantage point while continuing to share the people, places and experiences that make up life in this wonderful city I’m so fortunate to call home.

To celebrate Single Gal In The City’s fourth anniversary, I’m giving away a few items I’ve raved about over the years. Two SGITC readers will win copies of relationship advice book, How To Be The One by Roy Sheppard. One reader will receive a copy of Blane Bachelor’s fabulous collection of columns and wisdom about dating, On Being A Bachelor. And another reader will receive a DVD copy of one of my all-time favorite movies, Dirty Dancing. To enter the giveaway, post a comment below by Friday July 13th sharing what you’ve enjoyed most about SGITC so far.

Here’s to many more blogversaries!

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June 11th, 2010 — 5:00pm

When you truly connect with someone, it can overcome even the most mixed signals. Thankfully, that’s exactly what happened after my first date with Southern Illinois native Steve back in 2001.

Steve surprised me by ending a flirtatious, conversation-filled evening with a handshake. Our second date concluded very differently. I now Open The Vault and take you back to December of ’01…

December 20, 2001
New York, NY

Dear Diary,

I’m just amazed at how good the communication is between Steve and I. I’ve been without a man who stimulates all of me for so long, it’s still hard to believe what I’ve found with him.

For our second date, we drove to Carbondale again for dinner at Chicago Underground. The food was only passable, but our chemistry continued to grow. I felt truly at ease with Steve and loved hearing his stories and his laugh.

Unfortunately, like our meal, the movie (“Spy Game,” an espionage flick) was a disappointment — so much so that I fell asleep. My embarrassment turned to relief when I woke up and Steve suggested–

“Do you want to leave and go rent Dirty Dancing?”

Dirty Dancing: things heated up between Steve and I as we watched the memorable 80’s movie

We had discovered during dinner our mutual love for the classic 80’s movie, so I happily said yes.

At my place, Steve sat right next to me on the couch. I could feel my insides reacting to his proximity and loved every second of it.

I became increasingly distracted, finding it hard to concentrate on something other than Steve. Finally, the movie ended. We made some small talk, but I couldn’t hide my feelings any longer.

“Do you usually end your dates with a handshake?” I asked.

“No,” he said, smiling irresistibly. “And I did want to kiss you the other night.”

“Do you think you’re going to tonight?”

“I think I’m definitely going to.”

And with that, his lips came to mine.

“I want you so bad,” he murmured as he caressed my back.

The subject of getting together again came up.

“How about tomorrow?” he whispered in my ear.

Our goodnight kiss was wonderful. After Steve left, I was glowing. It’s been a very long time since I’ve felt this kind of connection with a man.

The question now — what comes next?

* * *

With my return to New York right around the corner, Steve and I quickly found ourselves in a long distance relationship, one that would be tested by an opportunity for me to live on the other side of the world.

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September 15th, 2009 — 1:15am

I was saddened to learn of Patrick Swayze’s passing today. Like my beloved mother — who died 11 years ago this month — he lost his heroic battle with cancer at the terribly young of age 57.

Patrick was as adored offscreen as he was for his iconic movie roles

Like countless movie fans around the world, I fell in love with Patrick for his iconic roles in “Ghost” and “Dirty Dancing.” It’s no exaggeration to say that I’ve probably seen “Dirty Dancing” about 80 times, marveling each time at the soulful sweetness he breathed into the character of Johnny Castle — and of course, his flawless dance moves.

Dirty Dancing: Baby wasn’t the only one whose heart Patrick stole in this beloved film

Offscreen, Patrick was known for being a true gentleman and for his enduring 34-year marriage to wife Lisa Niemi. In an industry where relationships rarely last beyond the next tabloid cycle, theirs was a true love affair that stood the test of time.

Patrick’s talent and courageous and noble spirit will never be forgotten. May he dance into eternity and rest in peace.

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September 14th, 2009 — 8:15pm

I was saddened to learn of Patrick Swayze’s passing today. Like my beloved mother — who died 11 years ago this month — he lost his heroic battle with cancer at the terribly young of age 57.

Patrick was as adored offscreen as he was for his iconic movie roles

Like countless movie fans around the world, I fell in love with Patrick for his iconic roles in “Ghost” and “Dirty Dancing.” It’s no exaggeration to say that I’ve probably seen “Dirty Dancing” about 80 times, marveling each time at the soulful sweetness he breathed into the character of Johnny Castle — and of course, his flawless dance moves.

Dirty Dancing: Baby wasn’t the only one whose heart Patrick stole in this beloved film

Offscreen, Patrick was known for being a true gentleman and for his enduring 34-year marriage to wife Lisa Niemi. In an industry where relationships rarely last beyond the next tabloid cycle, theirs was a true love affair that stood the test of time.

Patrick’s talent and courageous and noble spirit will never be forgotten. May he dance into eternity and rest in peace.

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November 26th, 2008 — 4:18am
When it comes to relationships, there’s nothing quite like the honeymoon period – that time when you’re first falling in love. Everything is new, every moment endowed with anticipation and a sense of discovery.

I’ve been fortunate to experience that blissful high a handful of times, with boyfriends who knew more than a thing or two about romance. Here are some of the standout moments from my ‘honeymoons’ with past beaus – By The Numbers:

Number of days preceding earliest utterance of ‘I love you’ from a guy: 5

Number of weeks preceding first romantic getaway (to Mystic, CT) with Match.com boyfriend: 6
Number of dates preceding quickest reference to the possibility of marriage: 1
Number of five-month anniversaries celebrated with five dozen (!) roses: 1
Number of candlelit dances before leaving Illinois and returning to NYC: 1

That dance was my first with then-beau Steve, the man who brought love and passion back into my life after a long and often lonely year as a TV reporter in the Midwest.

Dirty Dancing: This 1987 sleeper hit with Patrick Swayze and Jennifer Grey set the mood for my first kiss with Steve

It seemed fitting that we tripped the light fantastic together – “Dirty Dancing” had set the mood for our first kiss. Much like the first time I watched the 1987 movie classic, I remember it well.

Coming up…Australia the movie’s splashy NYC premiere and a friend’s playwriting debut.

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November 25th, 2008 — 11:18pm
When it comes to relationships, there’s nothing quite like the honeymoon period – that time when you’re first falling in love. Everything is new, every moment endowed with anticipation and a sense of discovery.

I’ve been fortunate to experience that blissful high a handful of times, with boyfriends who knew more than a thing or two about romance. Here are some of the standout moments from my ‘honeymoons’ with past beaus – By The Numbers:

Number of days preceding earliest utterance of ‘I love you’ from a guy: 5

Number of weeks preceding first romantic getaway (to Mystic, CT) with Match.com boyfriend: 6
Number of dates preceding quickest reference to the possibility of marriage: 1
Number of five-month anniversaries celebrated with five dozen (!) roses: 1
Number of candlelit dances before leaving Illinois and returning to NYC: 1

That dance was my first with then-beau Steve, the man who brought love and passion back into my life after a long and often lonely year as a TV reporter in the Midwest.

Dirty Dancing: This 1987 sleeper hit with Patrick Swayze and Jennifer Grey set the mood for my first kiss with Steve

It seemed fitting that we tripped the light fantastic together – “Dirty Dancing” had set the mood for our first kiss. Much like the first time I watched the 1987 movie classic, I remember it well.

Coming up…Australia the movie’s splashy NYC premiere and a friend’s playwriting debut.

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