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Three wittle words

“Thanks doll. Me wuv you,” the text message read.
I read it again. Then I scooted the phone across the table to my friend The Captain. He read it and spit sushi out of his mouth.

What is beauty?

Like many women I have a hard time taking a compliment. I think it’s written somewhere in the girl handbook. But it was pointed out to me that defining beauty isn’t about conceit. Instead it is the measure of confidence.

Dating and Other Bad Habits: Pucker up

I am thankful for kisses. Kisses are small things, to be sure, but oh-so-important. I wouldn’t want to live my life without them. Life in single-girl-world means sometimes spending weeks or months without so much as a single peck.

In the garage

I stumbled upon the ad on Craigslist for “Auto Maintenance 101.” It might as well have boasted, “Stop being silly, Leah. Take the mystery out of this once and for all!”

One woman struggles with the choice: to know or not to know?

By date three, most people are thinking, “Do I want a date four?” Or maybe “Could I introduce this person to my friends?” Or “What does this person looks like naked?” But not me. Date three I’ve been known to think, “Could I be sick with you? Are you the kind of person who can handle it?” Which is the saddest thing I’ve ever had to admit.

Welcome to the dollhouse: Living in a small space

It was the shrunken claw-foot tub that sold me on this little rowhouse when I first laid eyes on it more than a year ago. I could imagine my 5-foot-2-inch frame surrounded by bubbles and singing “Rubber Duckie” at top volume. My house is small — under 500 square feet — but then again, so am I.

Bob Dylan is my best girlfriend

When Bob Dylan tells you it’s time to let go of a relationship, it’s serious. Bob said! That means I have to do it.

Dating and other bad habits

There are men who only live in my phone and not in my real life. Well, at some point they lived in my real life but in ever so brief ways. For example, there’s the financial planner whom I call J. Trouble. (I think his name is John but it could be Josh or James.) We went on exactly — count ‘em — two dates. And then, like any good “man magic act,” he disappeared.

Inside “He’s Just Not That Into You”

Greg Behrendt may not be a household name, but you definitely know him. He’s a stand-up comedian and was a consultant for “Sex and the City.” Oh, and there’s that little book called “He’s Just Not That Into You,” which recently became a movie starring the likes of Drew Barrymore and Jennifer Aniston. Now, here’s your chance to get to know Behrendt better.

Where can I get a boyfriend for hire?

My driver’s side headlight has been out for almost a month now. I’ve been meaning to fix it, really I have. In the meantime, I’ve been helping high school students everywhere win at padiddle. But it’s gone on for too long now and I really should get around to fixing it. It’s just, well, isn’t that a job for a boy?