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  • Grandpa is an idiot, and the story of my broken body.

    The Grandpa. Earlier this year, I matched with someone on a dating site.  He seemed to be a wonderful guy, and I spent about a week texting with him almost daily.  The conversation flowed freely, and the more we chatted, the more hopeful I became.  He was successful, attractive, goal oriented, and seemingly a man…

  • fishy men, first dates, and finding NEXT

    gross I’m dating. I’ve been putting myself out there lately.  On a dating app, even.  A. Dating. App.  I’ve done it.  Shopped for a soulmate online.. It has gone exactly as you’d expect it to go for a 48 year old woman with two businesses, six kids, ridiculously high standards , and emotional baggage –…

  • Gordon Elliot and my Dad, an almost episode.

    The Show: When I was eighteen, I did everything in my power to be a guest on the Gordon Elliot Show. Don’t remember Gordon Elliot? Well, you totally should. He was like the knock-off Maury Povich; the second string Sally; the vanilla Montel Williams – and he was my chance. The Call: I remember watching…