Louise Palanker

Home Local News Coronavirus Calendar Schools Sports Business Good for SB Arts Homes & Lifestyle Your Health By November 24, 2022 | 12:30 p.m. My husband and I did not meet cute, like in a carpool, in the rain, spilling coffee and accidentally playing each other’s golf balls. We met crazy. Like in the movie Speed where by the time the bus slows down you realize you’re in love. But for us the bus was the Michael Jackson trial in Santa Maria. My future husband was the prosecutor. I was a witness.

Question from Carla Hi, Weezy. I’ve been troubled over a matter, and am hoping you can give some advice? My boyfriend had been getting really close to other girls and, as usual I was jealous. He appeared to be apologetic and promised not to do it again. But he has a habit of lying and his actions don’t show that he feels that he’s in the wrong.

Question from Katrina OK, so I have a friend group with about 10 people. One of the people in the group is really clingy to the point where it’s annoying, and she uses past trauma against you when you try talking to someone else or tell them to not hug you or something. And me and another person in the group have talked about it and we don’t really want to be friends with this person anymore, but we don’t want them to hurt themselves. What do we do?