Living the Mulligan Life - Life | Love | Golf | Girlfriends

Ever been set up on what seemed like the perfect date, only to watch it crash and burn in spectacular fashion by him showing me his ex's that "paid him" and wanted me to see the aftermath of his work? GROSS!What started as a Halloween party meetup with a charming scarecrow turned into a masterclass in recognizing red flags, reclaiming personal power, and remembering your worth.'m sharing the wild ride from flirty costume party conversations to inappropriate sexting sessions that had me questioning everything about modern dating. But here's the twist. This wasn't just about one guy's terrible texting etiquette. It became a powerful wake-up call about self-worth, boundaries, and the danger of accepting crumbs when you deserve the whole feast.Sometimes the universe sends us experiences that feel awful in the moment but teach us exactly what we needed to learn. From drunk driving to premature relationship talk to completely inappropriate sharing of intimate photos, this dating disaster was packed with warning signs I almost ignored.Recognizing when someone makes everything about their past conquestsUnderstanding the difference between confidence and disrespectLearning to trust your gut when something feels offAfter feeling knocked down by this experience, I did something that surprised even me. I put on my cutest golf outfit and headed to the driving range. Not to meet anyone or prove anything to the world, but purely for myself.That day at the range became a turning point. When you show up authentically for yourself, something magical happens. People notice. Your confidence radiates. And you remember who you are beneath all the noise.Think about an activity that makes you feel confident and powerful. Maybe it's golf, maybe it's dancing, maybe it's painting. This week, do that thing purely for yourself. Not to meet someone, not to impress anyone, but because it lights you up from the inside.Remember: You don't have to accept table scraps when you deserve a feast. Your standards aren't too high; they're protecting your peace.This episode is for anyone who's ever questioned their worth after a dating disaster, wondered if they're being too picky, or needed a reminder that you have every right to take up space in this world exactly as you are.Are you ready to stop accepting crumbs and start demanding the respect you deserve? Sometimes the best dates are the ones you take yourself on.

Have you ever felt the sting of a friendship ending? It's often more painful than romantic breakups, especially when you're navigating life's big transitions. I'm opening up about my recent experiences with friendship loss during what I'm calling my "breakup season," a time of divorce, personal growth, and unexpected endings.Why friendship breakups can be more challenging than romantic onesThe signs of a one-sided friendship and when it's time to let goHow to navigate the guilt and grief of outgrowing certain connectionsThe unexpected loneliness that can come with personal growthFinding your friend circle in your 40s and beyondI'll share my journey of realizing when a long-term friendship was no longer serving me, and the difficult decision to step away. We'll explore the importance of reciprocity in relationships and how to set healthy boundaries.I challenge you...Spend 15 minutes this week reflecting on your current friendships. Are they truly reciprocal? Do they align with your values and support your growth? Write down three qualities you're seeking in new connections.Remember, just like in golf, sometimes you need to leave a bad lie behind and take a fresh swing. You deserve friendships that celebrate your wins, support you through the rough patches, and help you aim for that metaphorical hole-in-one in life.

Ever felt like you're chasing connection in all the wrong places? I've been there, swiping through dating apps, hoping for a spark, only to find myself catfished by bots. It's time to trade those digital disappointments for real-world connections.And holy smoke... I got catfished by BOTS! Never again! I'm sharing:My recent dating app disaster (spoiler: it involves AI and shattered hopes)Why I'm trading swiping for swinging (golf clubs, that is!)The unexpected place I found a genuine connection (hint: it wasn't online)How staying a little longer and asking one more question changed everythingAre you craving authentic relationships but feeling stuck behind screens? You're not alone. I'll reveal how I stumbled upon a community of like-minded women entrepreneurs, all searching for friendship beyond business cards.

I didn’t swing a single club, but walking the back nine cracked something open. After years of rejection, betrayal, and emotional abuse, I never thought I could feel safe in my body or around men again. But something shifted on that course.After a decade of rejection, betrayal, living in a SEXLESS marriage full of emotional abuse, I thought safety had to come from control or performance. But walking beside a few kind strangers and one very familiar man helped me discover something new.This isn’t just a golf story. It’s a healing story. One about rebuilding self-trust, reclaiming confidence, and learning to feel secure without needing to perform. If you’ve ever been told you were too much or not enough or only lovable if you played a role, this is for you.Sometimes the biggest win isn't the score. It’s realizing you are safe to be seen, heard, and held exactly as you are.You don’t need a club to walk away with a win. You just need to show up.

You don’t have to play perfectly to find your power again. Sometimes you just need to show up and swing.My first full 9 holes of golf after divorce was more than a day on the course. It was a confidence comeback. I swapped fear for a maroon polo, played in a skirt, walked into visibility, and left with something way better than a good score. I left with proof that I’m allowed to take up space. This is what it looks like to play through the fear, rewrite the rules, and take the biggest swing of all by showing up exactly as you are. Because sometimes the real hole-in-one is reclaiming your own damn power.

I didn’t delete the dating apps because I gave up on love. I deleted them because I was done performing to feel wanted. After months of swiping and shrinking myself to fit someone else’s idea of desirable, I realized I was ghosting my own needs. I'm talking about dating burnout, people pleasing, and what it took to finally choose myself. From logging out of the apps to picking up a golf club, this is the story of rediscovery, one bold swing at a time. If you’re tired of disappearing into someone else’s preferences, this is your mulligan.

You do not forget who you are overnight. It happens quietly over time. You say yes when you mean maybe. You blend into someone else's life. You become flexible to the point of disappearing. One day, you are standing in front of a menu and realize you do not even know what you like.That was me. After divorce and years of people pleasing, I realized I had no idea what I wanted in life. I was not just healing. I was trying to remember how to choose anything. My food. My clothes. My hobbies. My joy.So I started small. I ordered the thing I was curious about. I wore what felt like mine. I gave myself permission to try and not be good at it. Then came golf. The driving range became a strange and magical place where I did not need to be perfect. I just needed to show up.This is not about finding love through a sport. It is about finding myself. If you are ready to stop performing and start rediscovering who you are, you belong here. You are not broken. You are just beginning. And you are allowed to shoot for above par in life, love, and leisure.

He was my first date after my divorce. We met in a hot tub, and I was still wrestling with body image and survival mode, but something about him felt safe.Eight months later, after hitting pause on dating apps and realizing I didn’t even know what I liked to eat, I signed back up and there he was.Same guy. Second chance. This time? He took me to a golf store.I walked out with a driver and an iron, and the next day, I hit the range alone and haven’t looked back.I'm sharing the story that started it all: how one unexpected date became the spark for rediscovering who I am, setting real boundaries, learning what safe touch actually feels like, and falling headfirst into golf… and maybe, into my own comeback.