My name is Jenny. I am 32 and yet still single.

Searching high and low I’ve come to question even my most positive traits. As women, is there a line to draw before we become too independent? Are men truly intimidated if we are overly successful? Should we stop painting our faces with happiness and rather bear some of the loneliness we feel inside? Despite all of my analyzing, I am still unsure.

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This page shares encounters that are not included in my first book. They may not be directly related to dating, but all relay a similar message. Should they end up in a sequel? We'll have to see. For now, enjoy what is here and check back for continuous dating catastrophes and unfortunate encounters that are sure to happen as I continue to date.

Hug It Out

I learned something fantastic last night. In fact, I couldn’t believe I’d never noticed it before. There are more proper ways for a man and woman’s bodies to come together than I believe we often realize. I’m not talking sex here people, pull your mind out of the gutter. But interestingly, when you are close to someone or looking to make a bond to someone, it feels more comfortable to hug that person with your left cheek pressed up against their left cheek. If you go right to right cheek, you will notice that you don’t seem to fit together naturally. It is as if there is an unknown force, not allowing you to mold together. Why does this happen? It occurs because our hearts are on the left side of our bodies. Therefore, when you hug left cheek to left cheek, two hearts press up together and you feel a sense of love and adoration. I tried it last night and I was surprised to realize it’s true! Try it! But please, if you are hugging your priest or father or something, good grief, go right to right cheek!

On a side note, there was a guy I was recently dating and I taught him about the difference in holding hands. It amazed me that he had never realized there could be a difference in hand holding. To me, the man’s hand should always be in front, meaning their palm should face backward toward a woman’s hand. A ladies palm should then easily slide inside and follow his lead. Have you ever tried holding a man’s hand and he refused to be the leader? So that the palm of his hand sat inside, making yours be the hand in front? I’ll tell you, it feels downright weird! And the one guy who did hold my hand that way, well wasn’t all that “manly” we could say. Interesting little tid-bits of information for you to all try over the holiday season!
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