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    Live, Laugh, Laugh, Love, Love, Love!

    Think about the times you were most in love. Think about how you kissed as much as you laughed with that person. Think about how often you were naked and carefree and just laying around doing nothing with that person. Think about the smiles, the comfortable silence, the casual pinky holding, or the feet laid across their lap. Think about how you loved spending time with them more than spending money. Love was never the problem. Relationships were never the problem. Commitment and fidelity and honesty were PERKS of loving someone so much that all other people stood no chance of tempting you. Think about how your happiness only depended…

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    Just Love

    What’s my love language? It’s love. That’s it… just love. You can give me words of affirmation. But if they’re dishonest or insincere or manipulative, I’d rather you just not say anything. And they don’t even have to be affirming. You can tell me I got the best spot in the Costco parking lot and then look at me with a little smile, so I know that you don’t mean it as a compliment, but you know that I’m totally going to take it as one, so then we both smirk because we love those little pokes between us. If you’re giving me a hard time, and it comes from…

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    Be a Bad Date

    Imagine being such a terrible person that you’re good at dating. Imagine having such boring views that you can tell them to any number of dozens of people and have them be accepted without a postscript explanation. Imagine having such a mundane backstory that you can describe it to your dinner date, in public, without vulgarity, and not have to really… really… really emphasize that you’re not damaged and not insane and not a guacamole loving red flag! Imagine thinking that dating leads to marriage when they’re actually exact opposites. Successful relationships come from commitment. They come from teamwork. They come from two people wanting the same things and working…

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    Happy Baby-Mama’s Day!

    I’ve hated my ex-wife many times. I’d still do anything for her. I’ve cussed her name and been angry at seeing her caller ID on my phone. I still answer though… when it’s her. I’ve fought with her in person, over the phone, across a courtroom, and even in my head when she was nowhere around. I still want the best for her, I still support her, I still send her money, and I still care to repair that relationship every time it is strained. You see, my ex-wife raised my kids. My ex-wife brought two babies into this world who have my last name. My ex-wife nursed and brushed…