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Maybe There’s A Reason He’s Not Listening

A few years ago, on a rare, non-sweltering summer evening in the sandhills of North Carolina, my husband and I sat on our back deck with a couple of grilled steaks and a couple of micro brews, watching our dogs play in the yard and talking wistfully about our hopes and our dreams. Actually…. I…

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If You Can’t Change The World, Change Yourself

Man, the world is full of angry people. And I’d say that, aside from the smattering of terrorists, bigots, outright lunatics, and one chartreuse superhero, about 95% of them inhabit the comments section of various websites. I write about dating and relationships because I truly do want to help bridge the communication gap between men…

How I Know He’s Just That Into Me

There’s a book out there entitled He’s Just Not That Into You. You’ve probably heard of it. I once read that book from cover to cover because I needed something to make me laugh while giving me insight into why I let my last relationship die. I was hoping something in there would explain how…

My Not-Quite-So-World-Changing Dream

In my dream, she’s my best friend, and I am hers. Whenever I get a piece of great news in my life, she’s the first person I want to tell. Whenever something stressful happens, she’s the first person I think of who can comfort me. I hope to be the same for her. In my…

Why Can’t Men Learn To Read Women’s Minds?

Ladies, have you ever complained about the insensitive boyfriend who couldn’t pick up on the fact that you were having a bad day, even though you told him you were fine? Gentlemen, have you ever been called a conceited ass for thinking a girl was going to sleep with you, when she came over with…

If I Chase You, I May Fall For You

I met Ramona in Vegas. We only spent a couple hours together the night we met. Yet, neither of us had ever connected so deeply with another human being in such a short period of time. We didn’t even have an actual conversation until I called her a few weeks later. I was so nervous,…

We Weren’t Having Sex, But I Was Still Getting Screwed

For months after Julie and I broke up, we chose to remain friends. Yes, it was a mutual decision. No, really. Stop rolling your eyes. This is not another rant about being stuck in the Friend Zone. We still cared about each other, and we still enjoyed each other’s company. We just realized that, romantically,…

May The Forced Small Talk Be With You

While doing some light shopping at Cabela’s the other night, I met a girl. She worked there. She was cute. She was witty. She was a red-head. Her name was Cassie. I remember walking towards the register with a few items in hand and thinking, “Wow. She’s really cute. Perhaps I should ask her out.” As she…

The Curse Of The Red Flag

I just went to a friend’s wedding. Instead of jumping for joy that someone else was joining the club, though, my husband and I found ourselves thinking, “oh, no. They have no idea what they are in for.” I shouldn’t be such a pessimist. This particular couple is incredibly compatible. But, there have been a…

True Friends Stab You In The Front

I’m a bad girl. I don’t mean that I’m promiscuous, a partier, or a bitch. I mean I’m bad at being a girl. All my life, societal norms have told me that I’m not a good female specimen. And I’m generally okay with the fact that I play pool, own a snake, am an engineer,…