What “Rules of Dating” Really Matter?

Remember going to the junior high dance with your girlfriends and waiting for one of those cute, sweet guys to cross the gym’s Arabian Desert with the confidence of the Fonz? Pretty much didn’t happen, right? Well, why are we still believing that is their job when it was too scary for them way back then?

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You Can Count on it Every Time

There is nothing like the struggle that goes with making a big decision. A relentless friend or perhaps formidable foe, our moral compass works overtime to bring us to our own true North

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Settling or Compromising??

“Settling” occurs when we “know better” and make a choice to get into or stay in a relationship because of fear of being alone or, God forbid, having to get back into the freezing waters of the dating pool.

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What Are Friends For??

When things aren’t going well there is nothing like a good friend with whom to spill your guts, right?? Maybe…. I spent 17 years in Maine and my friend, Ellie held my hand through a divorce and the death of my Golden Retriever, passing me hundreds of Kleenex and bless her heart, she even helped…

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How do we Know?

  A friend of mine texted me this morning saying she had been in a gerbil wheel all night long wondering if a man she recently met was going to be able to “go the distance”. Viagra takes care of some version of  that, but she was talking about her desire for a long term…

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How to Give the Perfect Gift!

  It is crazy! Have you found yourself feeling all warm and fuzzy when that hunky Forrest Whitaker appears on TV telling you all about “accident forgiveness”? What??!!  Over time, clever insurance company advertising has actually made us forget that the reason we pay those premiums every month our entire lives is BECAUSE we might…

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Never Make a Decision When…

  I trudged home on all manner of public transport this afternoon…the last bus,  a chariot from Heaven. Up since 4:30 am, standing for 8 hours on what felt like my “very old” feet, all I really wanted to do was cry. Well, not exactly ALL I wanted to do. I really wanted to call…

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