I’m glad I have sons … and only sons. My friends who are mothers of daughters say that if I had given birth to two daughters instead, I’d be just as glad. I’m not so sure. When I was pregnant with each of my sons, I was convinced from the start that I was carrying boys. And even before that, when I was still just musing about being a mother, it was never a little girl that I pictured. Good thing, right? Keep reading »
My husband cannot shop. He’s awful at buying gifts. He tries really hard, but it’s just not his thing. One year, I got socks. Then there were the years where I got electronic gifts—fun for him, but not for me (and no woman really wants a clothes steamer as her big Christmas gift, no matter how useful it is). Once I got a fishing pole. He’s tried to buy jewelry, but I never like it. Keep reading »
When I was working as an English professor, my fiancée ran a medium-sized company and made 15 times as much money per year as I did—before her bonus. Like many men, I’m proud and competitive. I had already accepted that I wasn’t going to earn more in my lifetime than my father. Now I blanched when I wanted to take my darling to dinner: would we go to the kind of place she’s used to, which I couldn’t come close to affording, or would she be willing to slum it with me again? Keep reading »
November and December are a time when we come together to catch up with loved ones, enact family traditions and celebrate life. But the season of good cheer is not always cheerful. Between selecting the perfect gift for him, booking expensive, last-minute flights and spending hours in a cramped car with family, most people get frustrated at some point during the winter holidays. Unfortunately, the closest target for those frustrations often happens to be one’s partner. Keep reading »
It wasn’t meant to go this way.
It was meant to be a fun assignment. A lot of women would dream of being asked to test drive every vibrator on the market and write about their experience for Playboy. And while it wasn’t something my parents were going to be bragging about—or even admitting knowledge of—anytime soon, I loved the idea of covering the sex business from a first-person perspective without having to sell myself or make porn. Almost as an afterthought, it occurred to me that the research might also be informative. Keep reading »
In honor of the Potter nerd in all of us, we re-imagined eight magical objects from the Harry Potter world in the context of how they could benefit our not-always-magical love lives. Keep reading »
The best way to establish and maintain instant dating rapport is to talk about the other person, not you. Successful dating starts with successful conversations! Successful conversations are sustained by placing full attention on the person in front of you.
Even if your accomplishments include running up Mt. Everest without crampons or landing a deal with Donald Trump, defer this information. I don’t care if Lady Gaga just asked you to sing back-up for her, keep it under wraps! You will have plenty of time to talk about yourself as the conversation progresses. Keep reading »
So many of the women I meet in their 30s who are successful, interesting and accomplished find themselves alone. They have friends. They have social skills and they are desirable. But the whole dating drama has them in a tizzy. Often their primary strategies for meeting potential mates include: internet dating, going to parties and bars with friends or getting fixed up with people who come recommended, but so often these attempts end with high expectations and disappointment. Keep reading »
I’m back from a girlfriend getaway in paradise. Traveling with a best friend off the beaten path awakened joy in me and soothed my soul, but it also left me wondering: Why can’t I capture that sense of fun and wonder in everyday life? Why do I feel so stuck here in Boston, yet I was free as a bird in Mexico?
One idea: I took off my wedding ring while traveling. I think my naked ring finger gave rise to more open responses and deeper interactions than I would have otherwise experienced. Keep reading »
When I mustered the courage to ask my husband of 16 years if he was having an affair, he looked at me with tears in his eyes and said, “It was just an escape. It will be over with one phone call. You and I are still going to grow old together.” I accepted this explanation. He was crying, for God’s sakes. And then there was that line about love in our retirement years. The performance was totally believable. Keep reading »