I’m dating. Not sleeping around, but dating. Making friends. I went on a day trip to Julian with Ray today. It was chilly, but fun. Bare-limbed-apple orchards hunkered in for winter, wide vistas, incredible warm apple pie ala mode. He and I visited in the car, didn’t slide on the snow-covered roads coming or going, but just as we were pulling up to my apartment, my iPhone 7 blurts, “Bill Jones”. The ID of an incoming call.
While honesty is almost always the best policy, there is a difference between honesty and what is simply too much information. Thus, while our most natural tendency – especially when we are in that geared-up zone of first and early-on dates – might be to tell all. Let’s talk a bit about what we should […]
Traditionally guys hate it when women say, “We need to talk.” Now that I’m single, dating, making friends, not inviting them up to my apartment but saying goodbye at the front door, they want to talk. I ditched the 3-date rule but find myself tripping over it because after five dates the date that brought […]