Rise up and Speak up, ladies


Now is the time for all good girls to shred their Emily Post’s…

 and tell it like it really is.


No More Little Miss Nice Girl 

For aeons, women have embraced all forms of etiquette and proper behavior when it comes to dating decorum and affaire de coeur. However, finally, there is a major shift happening. Women are rising up.  And now, in a Network  kind of way, more women are screaming, “I’M AS MAD AS HELL, AND I’M NOT GOING TO TAKE THIS ANYMORE!” 

More than just a Sadie Hawkins and Bumble Movement

Voices: Over Twenty-five women on Santana Row (at and around: The Counter, YardHouse, LB Steak, Maggianos)  said they are more apt to ask a man out than they were a few years ago. The resounding theme was – “Why wait? Guys are shy or slow.”

The ladies have spoken. First mad as hell at the dating scene – now taking initiative and having more fun.

What say you? Are you up for it?




Sally of Frivolous Flirting Fame


Sally is a really big flirt.  You know the type. She is all about big hugs and kisses and touching your hand, your leg, whispering sweet nothings. 

She flirts at Whole Foods, at Cahill Cleaners,  Hannah’s Bakery and at stoplights, even at funerals.

She claims she meets the nicest men at funerals.

Sally is perpetually 39. Along time ago, she decided she would never be 40. She invented the famed “Jack Benny Do not ask, do not tell Anti-Aging Club.”

Last year, she signed up for a Pole Dancing class in Los Gatos.

The class attracted three kinds of women: lithe and limber 20-somethings, exhibitionists and “Barbie dolls,” women who had so much work done- they were bound and determined to show it off.1024x1024-8

She decided against the Pole Dancing and switched to Belly Dancing. She invested both a lot of time and money into the class and her very pretty, very risqué costume. Not one to shy away from a challenge, she will  display her dancing prowess upon request – or after a few Moscow Mules.

Recently, Ms Flirtatious discovered she was really very good at Bocce Ball. One afternoon at Campo de Bocce and bam! a star was born. Not only do single men flock to Campo di Bocce in Los Gatos- her bowling, softball and luck all enhanced her playing technique. She was an overnight sensation. Every pun intended.

The Queen of Flirts: Mae West

Sally says her new mantra is from her idol, Mae West”

“It isn’t what I do, but how I do it. It isn’t what I say, but how I say it, and how I look when I do it and say it.

Flirt early and Flirt often!



Dating- why all the fight or flight?


Cougars are a breed unto themselves: Older women praying for and preying on younger men. Next!

11dsk-thumbStandardSugar Daddies, erroneously think lots of money will buy them love. And will argue their case… Next!

Little Ms ShopAround, wants her boyfriend to lavish love, attention, and things upon her. He loves her. She loves “things.” She adores strolling down Santana Row on his arm – shopping, flirting, manipulating her arm candy to buy her a trinket here, a  drink there, tapas here and cruise into the Tesla showroom to slink into the front seat and swoon. She wants him to buy her evidence of his affection: a Ted Baker trinket, a Kate Spade bag, a Tommy Bahama Retro Mini dress. Worn out and happy to serve, he concurs with high hopes for “horizontal time with his honey.”


Then she gets whiny, tired and like a petulant princess, she pitches a fit. Again.

Waking Up in Hard To Do

Tired of being a punching bag and a “free lunch” he wakes up – his wallet lighter and his heart heavy and he leaves the scene of the crime  her abuse and manipulation.

No fight – just flight. Next!


Supreme excellence consists in breaking the enemy’s resistance without fighting.

Sun Tzu

Go Green! The day everyone wants to be Irish

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March 17th – St Patricks Day – Chicago dyes the river green,  bars in San Francisco and New York vie for silly records involving leprechauns  green beer, Irish Coffee ( invented in San Francisco at the Buena Vista Cafe) and limericks.

Celebrate the day everyone wants to be Irish. Slainte.

St. Patrick’s Day celebrations were held as early as 1737 in Boston.

The first St. Patrick’s Day parade in New York was 1763.

They say the Irish are a creative contention, with ready wit, a quick retort, good humor and good fellowship.


“May those who love us, love us; and those who don’t love us, may God turn their hearts; and if He doesn’t turn their hearts, may he turn their ankles so we’ll know them by their limping.”

Irish Blessing



The Object of my affectation….


I fell in love with Superman…

I was his Wonder Women.

Kent Clark seemed to be possessed of amazing physical powers.

When he was late for a date, he would be Faster than a speeding bullet. When it was his turn to mow the lawn, change the oil in the car or chop wood – he was more powerful than a locomotive. All those years in Track and Field and he was able to leap tall benches in a single bound.

I was his smitten kitten.

And, I Wondered.  Just like a woman.

I wondered about that physical prowess and brouhaha. Was he plain….or a bird in the sky?

Ten months, 1 week and 15 hours later, I am still madly in love with a super hero of a man.


Unconditional love really exists in each of us. It is part of our deep inner being. It is not so much an active emotion as a state of being.   It’s not ‘I love you’ for this or that reason, not ‘I love you if you love me.’         It’s love for no reason, love without an object.

Ram Dass