#290 – How We Met

I haven’t read the statistics on couples who met through the internet, but I know there’re a lot of them. With a multitude of online dating sites to choose from, technology-based connections have become commonplace. Yet many who found each other online feel embarrassed and concoct false “how we met” stories rather then tell their friends and family the simple truth. Frankly, I don’t get it. My wife and I met through a matchmaking website, and we’re not ashamed to admit it. Jamie and his girlfriend, Tammie, also hooked up online, and they’ll happily share their story with anyone who asks. Of course, there’s a time and place for that kind of sharing, as even the two of them now admit.

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#292 – The Cinnamon Challenge

I’m not always up to date on the latest trends. For instance, before today I’d never heard of the “cinnamon challenge.” I didn’t know it’d been around for years or that it’s experienced a resurgence of late through YouTube videos. But thanks to this afternoon’s internet research, I can safely say I’m now as informed as anyone on the subject.

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#293 – Through the Looking Glass

Though I admittedly represent people with marital problems, I nonetheless think of divorce as a last resort. I said as much to the woman who met with me this afternoon, adding that I didn’t think her marriage had reached the point of no return just yet. In fact, as I told her, it sounds like her relationship needs a strong dose of night school more than it requires formal dissolution.

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#294 – Stranger on a Train

Used to be I could read, work on a crossword puzzle or take notes while motoring in all types of conveyances, without fear of losing my lunch. Nowadays, I can’t even think about eyeballing the written word whilst in transit. I’ll also admit to feeling jealous of those who don’t yet know the annoyance of motion sickness, like the guy sitting beside me this morning.

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#295 – Playing Favorites

I remember listening to a discussion on The Bert Show about a mother-in-law who charged an hourly rate to babysit one set of her grandkids, while offering to watch another larger, rowdier group for free. At the time, I couldn’t decide if I agreed with those condemning the woman for such unequal treatment or with those supporting her right to bill as she chose for daycare. I know where I stand now, however, having suffered a similar slap in the face this morning.

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