He’s Not Intimidated | Excerpt from Real Men Don’t Text

Couple sitting

Michael speaks some great truth here to us women who love to make excuses for the men in our lives. It’s easier to make excuses than to admit that he just doesn’t like you, isn’t it? Ladies, men are simple, but you have spent centuries trying to understand ­us—​­when our intentions are generally clear. You […]

We’re Going to be Authors!!! | A Video Message

Real Men Don't Text Video

Michael and I are going to be authors! Real, published, coffee-addicted, “have you read my book?” authors. Can you believe it? Last February, Michael whisked me away to a chic hotel in downtown Nashville for what he called “a writing retreat”. We spent two days dreaming up what it would look like to write a […]

How to Keep a Guy in 10 Ways

Image of Modern Family Phil and Claire

You will not believe how many of these ways I didn’t learn until after marriage. Like, for example, saying exactly what I meant and asking for what I wanted–instead of hoping Michael would magically read my mind. He’s not going to imagine that I want him to help me clean the house, unless I ask […]

Real Men Don’t Text | A Video Message

Real Men Don't Text

Texting is for hooking up, not for finding meaningful relationships. And Real Men Don’t Text. We’ve told you this before, but from all the emails, comments, and feedback we’ve received since Michael told men to get off the sofa, turn off the video game, and pursue a woman and I told women how we fuel the […]

Prince Charming Cardboard Cutouts

The Notebook Rain Scene

“He’s just not who I pictured myself marrying” a friend recently told me after she just told me all the reasons her man was marriage material. “Wait—why? What do you mean?” I asked confused. “Well, I just keep trying to find flaws in him and poke holes in our relationship. He’s just not tall and […]

The Seemingly Meaningless Moments

Nashville skyline

My eyelids were heavy from days with little sleep, but I didn’t dare close my eyes on that bus. The cast of characters aboard the Greyhound left me uneasy, holding my knees tightly to my chest and avoiding eye contact. A woman alone can never be too careful. I was Nashville-bound to see my friend […]