Sex & The Single Vicar

Tales of Ecclesiastical Dating

“Do I have to go?” I plaintively ask. “Yes,” Colleen, my life coach, says. “You have to give him a chance.” “Him” is “Don” — the last man on my six man plan with DCSingles. My matchmaker, Kelly gives me a heads up. “He didn’t go to college.” “That’s okay,” I say. “I like a …

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Flutter. Flutter. Flutter. Flew the beats of my bipolar heart. First date with Alfredo, the Uber driver, got off to a great start. Over coffee and pastry, we bantered about books, picked apart politics. But language handicapped, “1984” just does not compute. Spanglish flirting, cross cultural exchanges, sort of funny and familiar, awkward and strange. …

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DCSingles. Six man plan. Expensive. Man #5. Mark with a “k”, not to be confused with Marc with a “c” – who was Man #4. Confusing, I know. As texts for coffee flew back and forth, I nearly blew off the fifth before I had even met him. “Ooooooooo! January Mark with a ‘k’. Sorry, …

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Hatch. Match. Dispatch. Twenty-two years, I have been in the baptizing, marrying, and burying business. Ordained an Episcopal priest in 1994, I have long lost count of how many people I have sprinkled, laid to rest, or joined in Holy Matrimony. It is a rare privilege to be with people at such junctures – both …

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  I am dating myself in more ways than one. A child of the sixties, I grew up in the heyday of game shows. Before Match.dot.com,  Cupid worked his magic on The Dating Game.  Remember? Three handsome, groovy guys sitting on stools behind a screen; one wide eyed young woman in mini-skirt and go-go boots; a …

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Sorry to disappoint but S&TSV is not about “kiss and tell”. Hopefully you will find it wickedly funny, brutally honest, but not indiscreet. And well, so far there has been no kissing so there is no need for telling. But I have been practicing. No, I have not been practicing kissing myself in the mirror! …

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