Breaking my rule led me into the arms of a sociopath. — We met on Match. He reached out to me, “Hey — great pix! Love your smile. Is that Greece?” I didn’t respond because it would have broken my golden rule: No pics, no play. He wrote again. Hey — sorry. I’m at a business conference in CA and just created…

As Election Day approaches, this list may grow. — Look, I never purported to be a nice person, and this week I’ve been 1000 percent less so. I’m tired, physically spent, mentally drained, and I got no more fucks left to give. My hair hasn’t been done properly in seven months, my dog’s nails look better than mine, I’ve…

Turns out, it’s the women and maybe the mashed potatoes — Yes — I’m grateful for the roof over my head, the hot shower I’m about to take, the money in my account that allows me to keep the lights on. But, as the official day of gratitude approaches, I’m wondering what I’m REALLY grateful for. The holidays have always been…

You’ll quit when you’re ready — Before I quit smoking for good in 2008, I had a few unsuccessful attempts at putting my nasty habit down. I knew smoking was bad for me. By then, thanks to the Surgeon General, we all did. Although I was only a ‘social smoker,’ I’m sure I was confusing my…

Every rose has its daggers — Currently, hubby and I are in a good place. Hopefully, I’m not jinxing us by writing this because over nine years of marriage, we’ve had our share of ups and downs. Relationships are a boat on the sea of life. You and your co-captain are riding out life’s storms —…

aka Caring for my husband post-surgery — It’s been four weeks so I think it’s safe to say I survived my husband’s surgery. There were questionable days and hours, but alas, I think the storm has passed. The patient has moved from acute care to eating Chinese food he ordered for himself. Before you get too worried…

There are a million paths to heartbreak, and yet only one way out — I naively thought that when I got married, the heartbreak chapter of my life was over. Prior to walking down the aisle, I suffered through what I thought was more than my fair share…Mike, work guy (big mistake), biker dude, Mike, CEO guy, builder guy, Mike, every Match.com guy, yet…

Aka Jimmy Buffett style — changes in latitudes and changes in attitudes — When I was (woefully) single, I would have listened to anyone who could have offered any nugget of wisdom as to why I hadn’t met my (perfect) mate. I just wanted someone — any fucking one — to answer the magic question: What was wrong with ME? There had to…

I may not be faithful, but I am grateful — I was having drinks with a friend recently, and during our conversation she said, “I’m a faithful woman.” “Am I a faithful woman?,” I wonder. Faithful to my husband for sure. Without question. Lord knows I barely have the patience to follow up with one man at a time. …