So, tonight, I'm a little frazzled after some crazy deadlines and unrealistic expectations on the work side of the fence. People want to bend you till you break and then bend you some more and eventually, no matter how flexible you are.. you break. So tonight, my remedy for heart ache, brain ache and just all round Seasonally Affected Disorder is to down a delightful red recommended by my lovely neighbourhood wine man and watch some trashy DVDs. That was all going swimmingly until I decided to dip my toes into rom com territory - seriously that is sooo not me. A genre that I've always had reservations with. In some instances, men I've dated ( and married) have enjoyed that particular genre more than I have. I was thinking about why that was tonight as I watched the truly god awful Bride Wars. I am so grateful that I married and divorced in my twenties - even if my mother thinks that is what broke me. It wasn't. I was broken before that blip on the radar. I'm...