L. D. Parker

I just had the privilege of having the most fascinating visit to my hooligans’ school. Ordinarily my wonderfully amazing fantastic father (love you still Daddy!) picks up my kids from school. However, due to extenuating circumstances, I’m on kid duty for the next few days. I arrive at the school and am standing out front talking to a couple of teachers that I’m particularly friendly with. My Young Hooligan (YH) sidles up and says (quite loudly) “Are you talking about Mr.

Are you happy now Kat? Really? You are an I-D-I-O-T, but apparently I succumb to whatever makes you smile, so maybe I’m the one with issues. OK people, nothing to see here. That was not the original title of this post, but a certain publicity slut wanted desperately for me to write a post with that title, so there you have it. Interestingly enough, her raunchy title got me thinking about the different personalities of men. Oh…right…those of you who read this regularly are

Today I have a first date. Now in the past I’ve commented on first dates with – shall we say a little muted enthusiasm. Ok, fine, I’m not usually a fan. They tend to be awkward and uncomfortable. Especially because so many of my first dates stem from an on-line dating website. It’s just weird. It’s no wonder I’ve started avoiding those places like the plague. This one, however, is different. Met on-line again, however not on a dating website. Actually on a fitness web

Many moons ago I routinely was a recipient of acupuncture. I know, I know…some of you have just gasped in horror and asked Why??? Why would someone voluntarily let someone stick needles all over their body. Well the truth of the matter is it’s not actually painful…for the most part. But I’ve digressed from my point already. My acupuncturist was a very smart lady, who was also very sassy. When we’d discuss certain overwhelming life events, she had an acronym to sum them

Did you know there are very lengthy and complex rules for dating and love? Me neither. Yet we hear about them all the time. How soon after a first date can you call? Is texting appropriate in lieu of a call? Does it carry a different set of time limits? When do you have “The Ex” conversation? Who should pay for a date? Is it true that the person who says “I Love You” first loses? How do you win? And on and on and on. As someone who married young and only began dating

There are days I think I am becoming an expert on First Dates. Then there are days I think I will never get used to them. Today is somewhere in between the two. I am a member of several on-line dating websites—let’s be honest, without them I’d never have First Dates, or any dates, because my social life is work-school-home, and I think my mail man is married, so not a whole lot of eligible bachelors in my everyday travels. The on-line arena is really made for people like