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In her recent post, Tiffany posed an interesting question about adults having a “committee” to decide whether they like someone.   I’d have to say that I think this occurs as a result of repeated failure in dating and relationships.   When we start to lose faith in our own decision making we lean on friends and family to be our Simon, Randy and Paula to find out who we should take to Hollywood.

This “committee” is made up of the people who we turn to when things don’t work out.   It’s the shoulders that we cry on or the ones we brag to about a new date.   When relationships fail we turn to friends and family for support or even advice. These same people are the ones we turn to when a new dating prospect has our attention and we are looking for approval.

Of course, none of this makes much sense.   We are adults and are fully capable of making decisions on our own.   The problem is that with all of the games and rules, dating has become obfuscated and not nearly as simple as it should be.   We get coaching on how to act, how to lure someone in and read books to determine whether someone is “just that into you”.  It makes me wonder how small a percentage of genuine people are acting on their own without someone behind the curtain pulling the strings or making the decisions.

Experience tells me that it is sometimes ex-lovers or “wanna be” lovers who are behind the scenes making the decision.  How do you compete with that?  If a woman is polling a group of men who want her for themselves I simply can’t see them saying, “Oh he’s a keeper”.  But the bigger question would be why she would even turn to these people for the “yay” or “nay”.

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Let’s face it, for many reasons, cheating sucks.   Maybe not as much for the cheater as the one who is being cheated on but it still sucks.  Cheating is a violation of trust and intimacy.   It can leave the other partner feeling betrayed and, in some cases, inadequate.

I’ve heard it said that, “If you suspect your partner of cheating he/she probably is”.  But you could also just be paranoid or insecure.   Of course, before you make any allegations you need proof.   How do you catch a cheating partner and where do you draw the line when it comes to their privacy?

Some people check phone bills and email accounts.   Others hire private investigators or install programs to spy in their partners online activity.   Are these acceptable measures to take or are they also a violation of trust?   How can you be sure that your partner is cheating without doing something that is equally bad?

With nearly half of the couples admitting to cheating on a partner, there has to be some good stories out there.   I’m hoping to gather some feedback on this post.   I want to hear from people who have cheated or been cheated on.   How did you get caught or what did you do to catch a cheater?   Do you feel that your measures were justified?   Does anyone feel like their privacy was violated by a suspicious partner?

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Don’t get me wrong.  I like womanizers.  Of course, most women enjoy them in the moment–if we didn’t, they wouldn’t be so successful.  Hell, we wouldn’t have a name for them.  But the tide turns.  Womanizers don’t stay.  And then a lot of women get angry that the man hasn’t kept all those promises he never made.

I have no tolerance for liars, in romance or in any other area.  But in my experience, womanizers don’t life.  They don’t make promises.  They simply make a woman feel so good that she starts to think it can only be love (no matter what the guy says).

Nonsense.

Of course we all like to feel like we’re the only woman in teh world, but there’s a big difference between feeling it and thinking it.  If he doesn’t liek and she doesn’t develop delusions, everyone can walk away happy and with fond  memories.  His will probably fade more quickly than hers, but whatever.  The beauty of the relationship, if you can call it that, is that it’s all fantasy.  Movie-style romance

It’s a movie-style relationship in which it’s always sunset or an afternoon at the beach, in which even the occasional rain storm provides the perfect backdrop for the moment and no one ever gets blotchy or has a migraine or uses the bathroom.

But there’s no real connection.  The unreality of it, the escape, the fact that it has nothing to do with real life, is the draw.

So it surprised me greatly when Mike suggested that the “strategy” of a successful womanizer should be the same as the strategy of a man looking for a serious relationship.  He described that strategy as simply listening to a woman and finding out what she wants.  A good first step for either goal, perhaps…but then what?

The womanizer’s next step is to become that thing, if only for a moment.  And that works because it’s only a game, the grown-up version of playing at being married or royalty or cowboys and Indians for an afternoon.  The womanizer can BE what he’s determined the woman wants because he won’t ahve to live it.  When the novelty of the role he’s playing wears off, he’ll simply move on down the road.

The man who triest to learn what a woman wants and become that thing in order to build a relationship, on the other hand, is doomed from the start.  You can build a short-term romance on misdirection, but you can’t build a relationship with smoke and mirrors. One day, he’ll have to let his guard down and be himself, and then he’ll no longer be what she wants.  Or, he’ll manage to sustain the facade and thus sustain a “relationship” that isn’t one at all.

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coupleI’ve seen websites offering DVD’s that explain how to become a “player” and other sites offering stories and tips on how to pick up women.   Isn’t this basically saying, “This is who you have to be to get this type of woman”?   If you have to learn skills and techniques and study what to say, it just seems so fake.   It certainly doesn’t seem like a way to get someone to like you for who you are.

I was out shopping one time and I saw this guy who used the same line on every woman who walked by, “Girl, you so fine…how old are you”?   I thought to myself, “He would take anybody who showed interest”.   It must be hard for a girl to feel special when she just watched the guy say the same thing to at least five other women.   But he was simply playing the numbers.  If you throw enough darts in the dark you are bound to hit a bullseye at some point.

But is it really a bullseye?  If the goal is to have relations, maybe.   But if the goal is to have a relationship, certainly not.   I can’t see that being on a Hallmark card, “Out of hundreds of women, you are the one who was dumb enough to say yes” but it happens.   Surprisingly, women do respond to this more often than you think.

Internet dating sites receive less than a quarter of the amount of hits that sites offering “casual encounters” do.  What does that tell you?   It can’t be just men who are on these sites.   Women do want sex for many different reasons. An entire book was written on Why Women Have Sex and some of the answers are quite surprising.

So, being a “Mack” or a player or a womanizer…whatever you want to call it…is more about being observant than having “game”.  It’s about paying attention to women and actually listening to what they are telling you, verbally or not.  The beautiful irony is that I would give the same advice for someone looking to have a deep, meaningful and lasting relationship.

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As I recently mentioned on our Facebook Fan Page, I’ve been reading  I Love You, Nice to Meet You: A Guy and a Girl Give the Lowdown on Coupling Up.  It’s an entertaining book in a lot of ways and there are definitely some recognizable moments/thought patterns in the mix. But some of what I’m reading has really disturbed me.  For instance, Lori Gottleib (the female author) has a whole section on how when women ask whether a pair of pants makes them look fat, they want you to lie.  You already know how I feel about that.

I knew, though, that there were different schools of thought on the whole “lying to make someone feel better even though it allows them to make a complete fool of themselves in public because, after all, I wouldn’t want to endure a minute of discomfort in order to spare someone else actual pain” thing.  Women size up a friend's new boyfriend

What I didn’t know was that full-grown adults–not college kids in their early twenties with one foot in their parents’ homes but thirty-something professionals with careers and condos and supposed lives of their own–were still looking to their friends to hold up numerical scores while their dates “performed”.

Honestly, if I’d heard this suggested in some other context, I would have written it off as a freak thing.  But here we have two accomplished (a television comedy writer at the Daily Show / Bill Maher level and a journalist with the New York Times and People among her credits), reasonably attractive people in their thirties who are in the dating game, have friends in the dating game, and are paying attention to the way the game is played…and they seem to agree.

Kevin Bleyer: Our appearance is mandatory because our girlfriend wants approval from her friends that she’s made the right choice.  So on the day in question, we should be charming.  We should be nice.  We should avoid stating our case.  We should demur from saying anything too provocative.  We should ride the line between boring and overbearing.

Good Lord.  Is that what men think is going on when I suggest they join me and a few friends for lunch?  ‘Cause I thought I was just integrating.  I figured that if a guy was a regular part of my life and my friends were a regular part of my life, interaction was going to happen and we might as well just all hang out together.  Really.  That simple.  If I like him enough to date him, I probably don’t want him to alter his personality for my friends.  And if my friends don’t like him…well, come on.  We’re all adults, right?  My friends know me and I trust them, so if one were to call into question something serious (like my emotional state since I’d been with a guy, or reason she had to believe that he seriously couldn’t be trusted), I’d give it serious consideration.  But if she thought he was too loud?  Didn’t like the way he dressed?  Felt his politics were too strident and too conservative?   Fair enough.  She’s not dating him.  Lunch was not meant to be a group interview.

The temptation was strong to write this off with a quick “men are idiots”-style comment, but a woman came right along and ruined it for me.  Here’s what Lori Gottleib said in the same chapter:

You’ve spent so much energy getting to a place where you could relax and feel secure in the relationship, but then the real test begins.  You’re like a political candidate who works tirelessly to get her party’s nomination, only to realize that she’ll have to campaign for the job.  Your boyfriend has nominated you for the position of girlfriend, and now you’ll have to get voted into office.  Friends, family, coworkers–you’ll be vetted by all.

I want to wrap up with something witty, snarky or–at a minimum–conclusory, but I just don’t have it in me.  All I can say (and think, over and over and over) is “Can this be true?  Do adults really convene a committee to help them decide whether or not they like someone?”

Tell me “no”.  Please?

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I may have lied

I may not be as right as I normally am.   We have been doing a lot of discussion over online dating profiles and the way that we should or shouldn’t be presenting ourselves.   I think I may be guilty of doing a little white lying on my profile as well.   Yup, I’m not actually a D cup.   Of course, I’m joking…I actually am but size doesn’t matter.   But the truth is that I have been painting a less than accurate portrait of myself.

The pictures I post online are carefully selected to portray what I THINK women want but my thinking may be wrong.   At least, that’s what I’ve been told.   The truth is that I don’t really know what women want.   So, I guess at it based on what I would want.    And I also want to let women know that I clean up nice and can be presentable.    So, I may be doing a little bait and switch myself and for the same reason that Tiffany pointed out.

Now, I’m not saying that my pictures are a blatant lie just a lie of omission.   The truth is that there is an entirely different side of my life that I don’t display publicly because I don’t think it’s attractive.    I’m a construction worker and I normally come home from work covered in dust and debris.    I don’t think that women would find this attractive because I’m not exactly looking for a woman who comes home sweaty and covered in dirt.

It turns out that some women think that construction workers are kinda hot.   But, my profile pictures may not be appealing to those women and instead I may be attracting the attention of women who are appalled by men with callouses who get covered in construction debris.   I don’t lie about my profession, people know that I am a construction worker.    But the people who know me from the internet might not know what that looks like.    Imagine what would happen if I really hit it off with a woman on a first date only to find out that she is a clean freak and wouldn’t let me come home from work at all.    After all, my goal is to have my last first date.

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A couple of months ago, I met a man I wasn’t particularly interested in.  Actually, that happens all the time.  What makes this man worth mentioning was that I was pretty interested in the life he was leading.  It looked a lot like the life I had in the good days of my marriage, when my family was involved in our community and my husband and I spent a lot of time actively parenting and younger people in the neighborhood came to us for help and advice.  In short, it looked a lot like a life I’d already been happy in, a life where I’d found my true heart.

neighborhood_001I wasn’t attracted to the guy.  We didn’t have much to talk about.  I don’t think he was particularly attracted to me.  And yet, I had the occasional little vision of a life in his world.  I’m not the kind of woman who aspires to get married again or who is inclined to get ahead of herself in relationships.  I’m very much about taking things as they come, for what they are in the moment, and not trying to guess or control what they might become one day.  I don’t need to give things labels–not even when I’m really interested.  But sitting across from this man I wasn’t especially drawn to, feeling no particular spark, I envisioned cooking in his house, dropping by his place of business, working side-by-side with him on some community project.

I was, I realized pretty quickly, thinking like a woman who dates men because they have money or vacation homes or take them to the right parties or buy really good gifts.  The only difference was that what I was coveting wasn’t flashy or exclusive.  It was just your basic middle-class, traditional family life.  It sounds less sinister at a glance (or whatever the audio version of a glance might be), but it really wasn’t any different at all:  I was contemplating a relationship not for the person I’d be in it with but for the external trappings that he offered.

Sometimes it’s hard to separate those things out and recognize what’s really drawing us.  I think I’m fortunate in this case (and he is, too) that there was so very little attraction between us.  With just a little bit of a spark, we might both have convinced ourselves that it was something entirely different than it was.  Instead, reality dawned pretty quickly.  It was both a relief and a disappointment, but it was also enlightening.  I learned something about what I want out of the next phase of my life, and I learned what I would have thought I already knew:  that those things aren’t enough to make it the life I want.

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Tiffany’s post about the gender differences playing a role in single parenting reminded me of what I admit is obviously lacking in raising my daughter, first hand experience. I grew up having three older sisters, a mother and…later in life… I had a wife for nine years. I knew from listening what it is like to grow up as a young girl but I had never actually experienced it. I didn’t know what it felt like to grow up in the mind of a young woman.

During adolescence, I knew the science behind the changes my daughter was going through better than some of my adult female friends. I was able to explain to her what she was going through, about to go through and even why she was going through it. I could tell her stories of how the women I know dealt with those changes and what they told me they had felt. But I couldn’t share with her personal accounts of the experience because I had none. We talked about this very openly and she was amused that I could tell her so much about being a girl then hop in my truck and go build a house.

Let’s face the facts, there is a difference between males and females. I have yet to see an aisle in the grocery store devoted entirely to male hygiene products. And it was a delicate role for me to play, I never claimed that I had to be both parents but I did have to fill in for Mom on occasion due to proximity. There were times when I had to make fashion decisions, explain what the feminine hygiene products were and still retain enough manliness to rescue her from the creepy bug she found in the bathroom.

I don’t know any women who were raised by single fathers and I’m not sure if there are any statistics on how these young women turn out compared to daughters who are raised by single mothers. In the end, my hope is to have a well adjusted daughter who knows the importance of matching foundation to her skin tone and what spark plugs she should buy when she is tuning up her car.

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Men seem to see competition everywhere.  Maybe it’s in their genes; maybe on some deep, subconscious level they’re always barefoot and sweaty in an amphitheater somewhere hoping their chain mail holds out.  Men are always in competition

But the reality is that to be in competition with someone, you have to be chasing the same goal–and that’s something men seem to lose sight of when they consider the “competition” in the dating world.

Naturally, this revelation was triggered by something Mike said to me earlier today.  He mentioned a friend of his who was “so good at the game” that it forced other men to behave differently than they might have naturally.  That concept troubled me for many reasons, but most of them didn’t bear addressing because there was a gaping hole in the argument:  it assumed that guys like Mike and guys like his friend were playing the same game.

Of course, we all know that there are men out there who are masters at “playing the game”…but what are they playing to win? It’s not, in most cases, any kind of meaningful long-term relationship.  They’re playing for kicks, for good times, for random sex, to show off the most good-looking women or any of a dozen other short-term, lightweight achievements.  Their methods are carefully refined to achieve those goals, and they work well (if that’s what you’re after).

But something unfortunate happens.  Guys who are after something entirely different see that “success” and get confused.  They forget or overlook the fact that what the successful players have isn’t what they want at all.  They get to thinking that what works for the guy whose only goal is notches on his bedframe is a really good way to go about finding a life partner.  So they’re “forced” to behave differently than they normally would; they’re “forced” to do their best to adopt the methods of the men who have made an art form out of womanizing.

It doesn’t work in part because it doesn’t come naturally.  One reason womanizers are so very good at what they do is that they’re comfortable with the role they’re playing.  More importantly, though, it doesn’t work because it’s the wrong formula for what better men are trying to achieve.  To attempt to adopt the successful womanizers system in pursuit of a serious relationship is a bit like attempting to use an award-winning chocolate cupcake recipe to make carrot cake.  Even if it works perfectly, you don’t end up with what you wanted.

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heart_clipartI’ve never been a big fan of Valentine’s Day. In my teens and early twenties, I made it a point to wear all black on Valentine’s Day. Not mourning black, but head-to-toe sheer hose, tube dress and spike heels black that said ‘Guys…do you really want to mess around with PINK?’ Since my late twenties, I’ve hardly noticed the day at all. But I seem to be in the minority. Grown women cuddle little teddy bears clutching lollipops while others host “anti-Valentine” parties. The restaurant and greeting card industries clean up. For better or worse (and which it is could be hotly contested), Valentine’s Day is in the air. How do you feel about it?

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