A kiss for luck.. So I tried to understand why old pop love songs made me a little blue—actually more than a little blue, why they put me in touch with my mortality as I was driving around town last week. It occurred to me that I wasn’t moved by the celebration of human love,..
Okay, well, that’s not going to happen, but.. The good news is that it all gets better, kids. With time. With Age. The women I know, in my generation–those who are happily married and even just those who have come to terms with the wonder of working and living on this beautiful orb–don’t measure existence..
Emails That Don’t Tempt Me.. Walking, Thinking Mary and I walked four miles this morning. My preferred cardio is the elliptical, but we are on vacation and we have to improvise. I’m a student of elliptical machines — having foolishly purchased really cheap machines designed for very small people with short-lived New Year’s resolutions. The..
When a small, veiled woman never spoke, as her husband attacked Trump’s sacrifice and Constitutional literacy, Donald’s response only expressed what we were all thinking.. It shouldn’t be that startling an idea, but apparently people need reminding: different cultures produce different outcomes. If your family honor depends on scholarship, you’re bound to have a few..
..with free advice to women on the subject of being irresistible At age 56, having raised six kids, having been married happily to the same woman for 28 years, having endured the 1980s dating scene, (and even a toxic gauntlet of man-killing feminist Stanford coeds), having come back to Christ, having studied God’s word, I’ve..
In 1961, John Cheever wrote a hilarious, and sad, story called “The Chimera,” about a dutiful husband who made his wife breakfast in bed every morning. However well executed the meal, she had something to complain about. After setting down her breakfast one morning, she blurts out words to this effect,”how long must I put..
Words You Might Not Hear in Church A few ways to make peace in the pitched battle between the sexes.. A girl I dated in high school pointed out a guy across the room at a party one night and she said: “he’s prowling. He’s on the hunt. You can just tell. It’s gross.” I..
