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Writing is not only what I like to do, it is part of who I am. Whenever I have a long day at work, or a really bad date, I find it therapeutic to sit down at the computer and write. I also enjoy learning guitar, traveling, and spending time with my family and friends. After you read my blog, it may seem I also have a passion for over-analyzing, going on disaster dates and studying the male language.

Two years ago I moved to Cincinnati, Ohio where I began my production work for the first professional baseball team, the Cincinnati Reds. My career in sports has only confirmed my belief men love games. They love to watch sports and they love to play games in their relationships. Figuring out the rules to these games and exactly how to score is the most difficult part.

With a shot clock, a killer defensive line-up, and an error every time we don’t make the catch, it is a complicated scoring system. In the game of dating, sometimes we play our heart out, and other times we need to take a time-out and establish a new game plan as we sit on the bench.

To me, life is not about what you do, but who you meet while you do it. I am not looking for a man to complete my journey; I would just like someone to make me smile along the way.

I’m single, fierce, and not in any way perfect, trying to figure out life, love, and true happiness. I am originally from Louisville, Ky., but I currently live in Cincinnati, Ohio with the love of my life, my Yorkshire Terrier-mix, Carrie (named after Carrie Bradshaw of Sex and the City, my all-time favorite television show).

Stay Fierce,
Kendall

Kendall: How to Stay Fierce When You're Single

There are so many aspects of life which make us happy - - our experiences, our friends, our jobs and our lovers. So, why do we let the disasters of dating interrupt this happiness?

As I skim through self-help books, relationship websites and pre-teen magazines, all claiming to have the secrets of "what men want," I wonder why the focus is always on the men? Models show us what we should be and give us a body image to mimic, catering to the common male's taste; while we on the other hand, find ourselves settling for a man with a "good personality."

The question we fail to ask is: what do we want?

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Kendall: Top 5 Ways to Meet Men at the Kentucky Derby

Although I am originally from Louisville, Kentucky, this year was my first experience attending the Kentucky Derby. To make things a little more interesting, I decided to have my own run for the roses as I searched to find the "Top 5 Ways to Meet Men at the Kentucky Derby." Check out my video to see that my race around Churchill Downs wasn't exactly a photo finish, after meeting all types of men in the infield, the paddock, the pretzel line, the entrance to Millionaire's Row, the betting window, and finally in my box seats watching the greatest 2 minutes in sports!

Stay Fierce,

Kendall

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Kendall: Is Our Past Always Present?

We live and we learn that some of us, in fact, will never learn.

We have all heard it before ...

"I've changed."
"I'm different now.
"I never want to go through that again."

Of course, according to that significant other, their actions have changed, but do we ever really accept this answer?

Back in the fourth grade, I remember signing up for the school-wide talent show. I planned a three-ring circus act with my two best friends in which I was going to juggle multi-colored clubs. I practiced for weeks. The night of the talent show my best friend's mother called and told me she didn't feel like performing, so we had to forfeit our act. As a fourth-grader, I was devastated, and my friendship with that girl faded forever.

I recently met up with her and in keeping with the 13-year grudge, asked her about the incident, which ended our elementary school friendship. She had no memory of it.

What caused me to hold onto the childish betrayal for so long when she couldn't even remember it ever happening?

I know there is such a thing as forgiveness, but when someone betrays us, can we ever really forget?

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Kendall: Don't Ask, Don't Tell

The phone rings. I don't recognize the number, but I answer anyway. It's a female voice, soft and shaky, she says, "who is this?"

I'm slightly peeved. "Um, you called me?"

"Do you know a guy named --" Uh oh.

I quickly flipped my phone shut and threw it into the passenger seat as if it were cursed. It rang again. And again. This can't be happening. The person on the other line was the woman, which makes me ... the "other" woman.

New Guy and I were adhering to a "Don't Ask, Don't Tell" policy. I didn't ask if he had a girlfriend and he didn't tell me he did.

I finally picked up the phone again. I couldn't get a word in before she told me she was my new office fling's fiancé and mother of his children, who resides with him in the house where I spent several lunch hours.

The interrogation began ...

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Kendall: Sweet Nothing?

Life is like a piece of Dove chocolate; sometimes the message on the inside is more satisfying than the candy itself. And, as Forrest Gump said, "you never know what you're gonna get."

In search of a new perspective, I devoured an entire bag of Dove chocolates, finding only two different messages on the open wrappers:

Hug someone today. Watch the sunset.

Instead of being enlightened, I was left uninspired and uncomfortably bloated.

In attempt to follow the rules of life according to chocolate, I gave New Guy a hug after work and invited him to my apartment around the same time the sun sets.

I was craving something sweet, but I really wanted to unwrap his hidden message.

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Kendall: History Repeats

I couldn't get the last guy I was seeing to commit. The guy before him cared more about drinking than having a conversation. And I couldn't get my first love to stop smoking. Do you notice a pattern?

I have a history of liking guys I want to change. So, when the new guy at work opened up about his bad habits and then stood me up, I was strangely interested in the challenge.

When I'm not at a sporting event or blogging about my personal strike outs with men, I'm working the night shift at a call center. As part of our training program, new employees sit with us to learn how to handle calls.

Please let the cute guy sit with me. Please let the cute guy sit with me.

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Kendall: Smoke and Mirrors

I'm going to quit, I swear.

Chewing gum, hypnotism and cold turkey have all failed. No, I don't smoke and I don't do drugs, but I am involved with just as potent an addiction: ex-boyfriend. A habit considered a health risk, emotionally addictive and impulsive behavior.

It seems just when I have convinced myself I'm over it, I have another relapse and the craving comes back.

Last Saturday was Valentine's Day, the most despised holiday by single people everywhere and as advertised, I am still priced at single. I will shamefully admit I still talk to my ex-boyfriend on occasion. And by ex-boyfriend I mean, the man I fell for at age 17, who wounded my heart with his addictions; lying, smoking and scoping other women.

A strong dose of denial and a dating dry spell, with a side of the most depressing holiday of the year, will persuade any girl to go back to their ex for the special of the day. I'll have an order of former lover and friend with benefits please.

So, I ventured to Louisville, Ky. for my fix.

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Kendall: The Next Endangered Species

The dating male is about to go extinct.

In these days of instant gratification, we want fast food, instant savings, five-minute abs and speed dates. So, why can't I dial a number and have a fresh guy delivered to my door?

Apparently, for the right amount of money, you practically can.

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Kendall: Bad Batting Average, but a Great Game

Meet Kendall one of our Single and Fierce bloggers. She's known for over-analyzing everything and has gone on too many disaster dates to count. She's also an expert in the male language.

Being single and in your 20s has never been so fierce.

I take spontaneous road trips, eat tons of chocolate and try on every style in the male department. Sure, I wake up each day alone, but I have learned to appreciate the extra space in my bed, which is usually filled by the true love of my life, Carrie, my 10-pound Yorkie-mix.

I wouldn't say cynicism is my style, but my dating experience doesn't exactly leave me optimistic. As someone who works for a major league baseball team, I guess it would be appropriate to say I strike out.

Is dating really just one big game?

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