Men

I’ve heard that activity on online dating sites soars after the holidays. As one who currently does not have a profile on any dating site (despite having spent some quality time on every available platform in the past – and probably will again in the future), I say good on you. If you’ve declared 2015…

I met my friend Nicole several years ago at the wedding of mutual friends. We bonded over gin & tonics, and stuck close together since we didn’t know many other people there. In the four busy years since we met, we’ve managed to get together a few times a year for drinks and gossip –…

When I wrote this, I thought I was writing just for me. But today, I kind of want to share it. ::::: For some time now, I have been in… a relationship? Perhaps not the right word. Something special. Something that burned fast and bright, like a bottle rocket — but after a short time,…

“Adieu to disappointment and spleen. What are men to rocks and mountains.” -Elizabeth Bennet, “Pride and Prejudice”

Let’s pretend that there’s a girl. She’s a nice girl with a lot of friends, and at least moderately interesting. She has hobbies. She has a creative mind. Some might even find her pretty. She is independent, a la Kelly Clarkson and Destiny’s Child – a rent check in one hand and a glass of…

Hearken back to Monday’s post.  What was meant to be a shoulder shrug, a lark, a lighthearted jab at my pal Andy, actually sparked quite the response.  While I got a lot of “You go, girl!” comments from women, I have been much more impacted by what I have heard from the men – whether…

The way I see it, 1) If a guy is interested in me, he should have the guts – spine – balls – to do something about it. 2) If he is interested in me and does NOT have the guts – spine – balls – to do something about it, then he’s not really…

When I lived in Seattle, I was very, very independent. I lived alone. I paid my bills. I assembled my own Target furniture. When I dropped off my car for a repair in Ballard, I walked the 3 ½ miles to work rather than call for a ride. It wasn’t that people weren’t willing to…

“I’m tired.”“Really tired.”“I need coffee.”“I didn’t get coffee this morning.”“I also didn’t shower.”“That’s beside the point.”“I should go downstairs to the coffee shop.”“Okay, I’ll go.”“This elevator takes forever.”“Oh no, someone else is getting on the elevator.”“Awkward.”“Pretend to count change in your wallet.”“Watch the lights – floor 5… 4… 3… 2…”“Finally – lobby!”“Walk quickly.”“Wait – there’s…

Gentlemen, for weathering yesterday’s post, you are nothing short of saints. You steered clear of the comment board (good call), and surely felt a bit disturbed by the festival of estrogen emblazoned across Maundering Pondering. Well, guess what? This blog’s for you. I would like to talk about Batman. For nearly 26 years, I have…