We had already been together for seven months. Seven perfect months, untouched by reality of modern life. For me, at least. That was until I promised to buy the new mattress he wanted, thinking it would be a good investment for our future. But this led to his chilling reply: "Honey, I don't have a crystal ball into our future."
In the risky game of dating, perhaps the scariest of all scenarios is the separated suitor. With the divorce rate here in California at a whopping 60 percent, the reality is that most of us will encounter these fragile creatures. Do we run for the hills when they pursue us or should we take our chances and allow ourselves to succumb?
When I heard his voice on my office voice mail, I knew right away that I'd like him. My girlfriend in San Francisco had just left a message forewarning me of this eligible divorcé's phone call.