I have passwords because I set it up; I also have the kids’ facebook and e-mail passwords, but strictly adhere to the “What stays in Vegas” rule, and never pry, because I wouldn’t want to violate the trust.
Don’t use online calendars anymore.
Have never blogged about the relationships, but have aluded to them.
Sex and the phone – unless it’s repeated calls from the kids, when I’m ready to walk out the door. Who could possibly be more important?
Dinner date – zero phone time, unless a “crisis” is announced at the beginning of the date and it’s agreed the call should be taken. Zero texting. Why should someone be allowed to interrupt? It’s like being out in public with someone, a third party comes up and starts talking to your date, and they don’t introduce you. Texting and talking on the phone when you’re out is rude to the people you’re physically with, no matter who they are. Extremely rude. Relationship-ending rude. It’s rude like waiting in line for customer service, and when you get to the front of the line after waiting, the CSR answers the phone, talks to customer on the phone line, and doesn’t listen to a word you’re saying.