June 16, 2009 Read the full article →
The radio booth smelled like old men and dusty records but I liked it anyway. When Glenn Miller came on I would start dancing by myself. Dinner in the diner, nothing could be finer. How can you not dance to Chattanooga Choo Choo? My Dad had introduced me to The Glenn Miller Band years earlier. […]
December 7, 2007 Read the full article →
I am a self-professed dating expert (I’ve been around the block way too many times), but by no means am I a relationship expert. My marriage was a whirlwind green card wedding and resulted in the longest relationship I’ve ever had – two years, but only because we were legally bound. If not I would have run away screaming after just four or five months. Relationships scare me to death.
I want what my parents had, but I don’t know how to make it happen. How many years does it take? I would imagine quite a few. There’s no walking off in to the sunset fairytale ending. Relationships take work, time and nurturing. So how in the hell is a single mother supposed to manage a relationship on top of everything else? I don’t know.