On our first date, as we walked to his car, he said, “I’ll open the door for you, but don’t get used to this.” I asked why.

“I will only date a woman who video chats” my tech-savvy friend declared. “What if she is like me, and doesn’t video chat because no one looks good webcasting?” “It would take a lot for me to want to start dating a woman who doesn’t do video.”

Bulging biceps. Chiseled pecs. Taut tushes. The gym is part of their daily regimen. They look great in — or out of — their clothes. I describe these guys as”hunkalicious.”

Three dates. One month. Ten dates. Three months. I’ve heard all these as people’s criteria for when to first get intimate with a new love.

The doctor in my exercise class is always off a beat. He enthusiastically flails his arms and legs — if occasionally in time with music it is by mere accident. I wonder how it would be to be coupled with a highly intelligent man who had no rhythm and no consciousness that his body is…

When you think of Peanuts’ Lucy and the football, you see a comic strip series where Charlie Brown, the ever hopeful and trusting soul, believes Lucy when she tells him — once again — that she’ll hold the ball for him to kick. Every time — for decades — she pulls the ball away at…

With apologies to Queen (but without the violence of their song), I share that another one bites the dust. Number 102. The result of my latest foray into Match.com.

After one has been dating for a while, the excitement and novelty of meeting new people wears off. Couple that with too many one-time-only encounters, and you become more guarded with your time and emotions. At least I know this is true for me, and I’m guessing it is for others who have been searching…

It’s Never Too Late to Date: Shirley and Howard’s Rx’s For Dating and Mating After 50 by Shirley Friedenthal and Howard Eisenberg This is a good primer for women in their “golden years” (the author’s words) who haven’t dated in 30 or 40 years — or perhaps ever. If the readers are like my mother,…

At some point in dating you have, no doubt, encountered jerks, players, and self-absorbed individuals. Perhaps you labeled some narcissists. But have you ever encountered someone you’d deem a psychopath? In researching a relative’s extreme personality disorder, I decided to read Snakes in Suits: When Psychopaths Go to Work to determine how to best respond…

Midlife daters have admitted to me that they don’t know how to flirt anymore. Some even say they never knew how. Now that they are single in midlife, they are feeling they need — and want — to learn. But how does one practice? Chatting up strangers in the grocery store? Smiling and winking at…