There’s something about the December holidays that inspire even the most resolute single woman to polish up her artillery and go in pursuit of the elusive single male.
I’m convinced: what I think about, what I talk about and what I “do about” has the power to turn my ideas into reality.
Every family should have one — the aunt — the unmarried sister with no kids of her own who keeps the clan connected and close.
A routine can keep our life structured and moving forward, but at what point does a predictable pattern harden into a ruinous rut?
Nashville’s deposed mayor would have avoided her troubles had she stayed single. Too bad that doesn’t fit most people’s idea of a suitable candidate.
I grew up learning to be afraid of guns and I was, until I learned how to use one and in that process, separated the cultural mythology from the reality of the gun itself.
These days, the process of looking for a new home, whether to rent or to buy, is very similar to looking for the one we want to date, mate or even marry.
It’s time, once again, to be bombarded with products and services guaranteed to make sure you never have to spend another Valentine’s Day alone.