Dear Date: Communication Weakling or Warrior?

Join me for a this series on my blog entitled "Dear Date..."
where I share my insights and anecdotes into the exciting and often frustrating world of dating. 

Say it, Don't just Type it!

In any relationship, communication is key.

And by key, I mean pretty much the most essential and important skill both parties can arm themselves with on that battlefield Pat Benatar called Love.

This weapon skill, communication, can either be honed, sharp, strategic and well-used or it can also be poor, weak, misguided and just plain invisible.

Dear Date...Internet Dating - Dos & Don'ts

Join me for a new series on my blog entitled "Dear Date..." 

where I share my insights and anecdotes into the exciting and often frustrating world of dating.

Internet Dating....Some Do's and Don'ts!
You've done it, I know you have, you've signed-up for a free trial or a free weekend or a free test drive on one of the many dating websites out there. 
You and me both! 
I've tried just about all of them off and on, good or bad and here are a few pointers from what I have learned for both men and women.

Dear Date...Ukulele Music? Really?

Join me for a new series on my blog entitled "Dear Date..." 
where I share my insights and anecdotes into the exciting and often frustrating world of dating.

Previously on the first episode of "Dear Date..."


"I'm 33, single and a Christian.
The dating pool is so very small.
It's difficult to meet people.
YES I have tried Internet dating.
And the first thing you need to know: Be employed. Somewhere, anywhere, have some sort of a job."

There. You're all caught up.

In today's episode, I'd like to speak to all the would-be dating men out there about:
Date Number 2 - Venue and Conversation

Dear Date...You are Job!

Join me for a new series on my blog entitled "Dear Date..."
where I share my insights and anecdotes into the exciting and often frustrating world of dating.



I am 33, single and to top it all off, a Christian.

Word.

That sound you just heard was the dating 'ocean' shrinking considerably into a puddle-sized pool full of kooks, close-enough-to-be-relatives, and unfamiliars that I pray find me somehow, by some miracle.