true love at last
In the last 48 hours, I found my true love. Just kidding… deep, meaningful love only happens that fast on the Bachelor. I continue to be astonished with the so-called matches that come my way....
View Articlea match almost made in wegmans
He had me at his tagline: Internet dating: because I haven’t met the perfect woman at the grocery store. And then he proceeded to list Wegmans as one of his favorite things. Wegmans? I love Wegmans...
View Articleeleven years (and a day) ago…
When you’re the second child, not only do you not have a baby book, but your mom posts your birthday tribute a day late. Eleven years (and a day) ago, I was so very pregnant and ready to kick you out...
View Articlebehind door number three…
Remember that old TV show The Dating Game? I watched this precursor to The Bachelor/ette in syndication a few times back in the dark ages when we had four TV stations and my brother and I argued...
View Articleon signing an agent
The publishing odds are stacked against an aspiring debut author. In the cutthroat industry that converts stories to books, even having an established name (not to mention talent) doesn’t guarantee...
View Articleliar liar
My computer dinged with an incoming Match message. We should talk, wrote a person whose handle suggested British heritage. This could be interesting, I said to myself. DaveTheBrit had not previously...
View Articlethe son of all fears
My younger son had a panic attack last week. I wasn’t with him; he was on spring break with his dad and brother, exploring a cave outside Austin, Texas. I talked to him on the phone after the incident...
View Articleon courage
Her vision was simple: build a wall, paint it with chalkboard paint, ask passersby to register what they wish they had the courage to do. The response has been inspiring. I’m used to Nancy Belmont,...
View Articletry a little tinderness
A man, his pool and his pug Broad shoulders. Itty bitty man shorts. I tend to come to Internet trends late. I initially rejected Facebook and more recently, divorced the site. I never followed a blog...
View Articlewhy your friends should have final approval of your online dating profile...
I have to admit that one of my favorite new pastimes is taking screenshots of potential matches that come across my online dating feed and sharing them with girlfriends. I do this partly to mock but...
View Articlewhen words count
A year ago, the boyfriend of a dear friend asked me to draft his bio for the website of the company where he’d started working. The write up couldn’t read like a narrative version of his resume; it...
View Articleon quitting online dating
“You should get on Tinder,” a well-intentioned friend instructed me over lunch. I made a face at him. “No,” he continued. “It’s not a hookup site for singles in their 40s. That’s just how the younger...
View Articlewith gratitude
Fourteen years ago, I awoke to a bright blue sky and the hint of crisp fall temperatures. And contractions. Ten-to-twelve minutes apart. “What do you want to do?” my husband asked when he saw me with...
View Articlelike sands through the hourglass
I am officially mother to a fourteen-year old. While the age thirteen sounds whimsy and sixteen, scary, I’m not sure what to say about fourteen. I barely remember myself at that age. I turned fourteen...
View Articlethe middle ages
A dear friend of mine – let’s call her Kate – recently pointed out that we are in our middle ages. “Get out of here,” I texted. “I am NOT middle-aged.” “Um, how long do you intend to live?” she asked....
View Articlewe all once were refugees
Close the borders. Build a wall. Halt resettlement. As a first generation American on my mom’s side of the family, the anti-immigration sentiment sweeping this country disturbs me. What claim do any of...
View ArticleThe Great Ankle Break of 2016
Three days before Christmas, I underwent shoulder surgery to repair a torn rotator cuff muscle and degenerating tendons. “I thought this was a story about an ankle break?” I hear you ask… Hold on, I’m...
View ArticleThoughts from the left side body
After spending five days in the hospital and the last two weeks in my modified home (read: first floor conversion to combined living room/dining room/bedroom/bathroom space) I’ve been thinking thoughts...
View Articleon “doing” yoga
“I guess you aren’t doing yoga for awhile,” I frequently hear. Nothing could be farther from the truth. Now is when I need yoga the most. While a physical yoga practice eludes me for the time being,...
View Articlethe strong but silent type
I don’t remember your cries at birth. I think I was too tired from being in labor for longer than I wanted, which sounds absurd because no woman wants to be in labor for any period of time. But when...
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