Category: Love

To my Son on His First Birthday

Myles, you are turning one year old today and there is just so much I want to tell you. But since you are only one and only understand how to put things in your mouth, I decided to write you Read More

10 Struggles Every Girl Faces When Trying to Date Australian Men

What comes to mind when you think of an Australian man… Dreamy blue eyes? Bronze silky skin? Luscious blond hair? Perhaps the accent of an Angel? Yes, I can confirm,  Australian men are just as beautiful as they sound. In fact, they Read More

The Story of the Pistachio: Chapter 4- “The Ones”

Yup, you guessed it! It is time for this pistachio to write about dating slash love again. But instead of talking about trying to open up like Chapter 1, or my first attempt to in Chapter 2, or the dawn of the assholes like Chapter Read More

The Story of the Pistachio: Chapter 3 – Swipe Right You Ass Hole

Before every single single person was immediately obtainable, the amount of ghosting, flakes, no shows, and related selfish behaviors never used to be this nasty.

With 50 new matches at our fingertips each month, curiosity of each new possibility increases, while the value of just having one wonderful person decreases.

We are addicted to instant gratification, instant ego stroking, while feeling no repercussions if we negatively affected someone else during the process.

Just like any other type of addict, we are treating others like shit and acting like ass holes without even realizing it.

The Story of the Pistachio: Chapter 2 – The Bearded Man

It has been 3 months now since I wrote my pistachio story, and I am more than pleased with the amount of positive response it produced from so many different types of “Pistachios.”  I received almost 200 private emails from readers Read More

The Unattainable Girl: The Story of the Pistachio

I have been 100 percent single… ALONE, whatever you want to call it, going on now almost 3 long years.  I would have never thought of myself as being one who would go this long without finding someone to deeply admire. Read More

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