In honor of Mother’s Day, we’re interviewing our moms to find out how their lives changed when we were born and what they learned about love and life as a parent. Today, Simcha’s mom.
My parents met through the family yentas. My great-aunt Molla and my great-grandma Rose were in the same women’s group, Hadassah, and they got to talking. The next thing my dad knew, he was required to call up this nice new friend’s hot, young granddaughter and take her out on a date. Sick of Molla constantly fixing him up, he told her this was the last date suggestion he’d ever take from her. And he was right.
Over a decade later, they made my brother and me. Although I was the much cuter baby, obviously, I was also a handful … not that my mom would ever admit it. She’s a lady, the kind who wears pantyhose, even during the hot Florida summer, and ’80s power suits with big sunglasses. She left some pretty high heels to fill.
Secure in the forms of birth control I use, I asked my mom a little bit about what’s it’s like to be a mother.
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It may not be easy to admit that you don’t have your mom on speed dial, or that maybe your mother is not your favorite person in the whole world. But even daughters who don’t usually get along with the woman who birthed them can find small ways to appreciate her on Mother’s Day. Keep reading »
Ever been stuck in a rut? Find yourself waking up in the mornings and can’t get motivated to crawl out of bed? Living the life you thought you always wanted, only to find it’s not the life that makes you happy? Getting stuck isn’t the problem. It’s not doing anything about it that is. Here are five ways you can move forward on changing your life radically today. In the comments, share how you are taking steps to making big changes in your life, no matter how big or small. Keep reading »
I’m not one of those people who demands a lot of time from friends, because vegging out on the couch watching reality TV is one of my favorite pastimes. Not only that, but I’m my mom’s only child, so I learned to entertain myself from a very early age. But lately, I’ve considered calling out my friend for a behavior that plagues a great amount of women.
As women, I think we love so hard, so fast that we want to spend a great deal of our free time with our new lover. I know I’m guilty of this, too. We just want to be in that person’s presence every minute because that’s better than thinking about him or her when we’re alone. I get it. I understand. But I’m not one of those women who feel my previous friendships should take second priority to my new guy. Too bad my homegirl, who I’ve known since she was born, doesn’t feel the same way. Keep reading »
A month or so ago, I was hanging out with two lesbian friends and we happened to meet two of their lesbian friends and the cousin of one of the women, who my friends didn’t know. As we were introducing ourselves, the cousin extended her hand so I could shake it. I thought that was a little formal, but I have manners, so I reached out to grab her hand. I instantly regretted not simply waving. When shaking hands, I firmly hold the person’s palm but not their fingers. I hate a limp handshake. This woman, however, was seriously trying to cause some pain as she squeezed my fingers — I was wearing a huge ring on my index finger that she pressed into my middle finger. My friends had the same experience shaking her hand, except later that night my hand swelled and theirs didn’t.
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This video? It blew my mind. So to speak! Seriously, though. Three women — Carey Goldberg, Beth Jones, and Pamela Ferdinand — find themselves “of a certain age,” childless, and partner-less. Finally, one decides she’s tired of waiting around for Mr. Right. So, she orders herself some sperm from the sperm bank. Right when the order shows up, BAM, she meets a guy and gets pregnant. But then her friend is partner-less and childless. So, the first woman decides to give the second woman her sperm. Before the second woman can use it, BAM, she meets a guy and gets pregnant. But then there’s their third friend, who’s partner-less and childless. So, the second woman gives the third woman the sperm, and — well, you can probably guess the rest. So many happy endings, they wrote a book about it: Three Wishes: A True Story of Good Friends, Crushing Heartbreak, and Astonishing Luck on Our Way to Love and Motherhood. Who’s the dude with the super-sperm? Inquiring minds want to know. [BuzzFeed] Keep reading »
With all this guilt we’ve been trying to unload lately, it seems there’s still guilt surrounding one very sensitive issue: breaking up with friends. Even though we know there are plenty of good reasons to end friendships that no longer work, it’s still super hard to pull the trigger. In a study at the University of Manchester in England involving 200 people, researchers discovered what most of us already know: “There is a real sense of duty which is hard to break. The ethics of friendship are very strong which makes it very hard to end a friendship, even when it has stopped being fun, because we feel terribly guilty about it.” Research showed that, duh, it’s often easier and less traumatic to do the ol’ “fade away” rather than making a clean break. And, wow, researchers even found that being on the receiving end of a friendship breakup sucks and can leave you feeling “betrayed and full of self-doubt.” You don’t say! So, what have been your experiences with friendship breakups? Have you done the fade-away or made an outright breakup? Have you been the dumper or the dumpee? [via Daily Mail] Keep reading »
“Shortcuts” is a new feature of “Dear Wendy” in which I answer readers’ letters in two sentences or less because sometimes the answer to a person’s question is so obvious and the need to hear it so great, being as clear and frank as possible is simply the best way to go. Here we go with round three … Keep reading »
The Frisky staff recently had some professional photographs taken for PR purposes and we just got the contact sheets in. The second we all started looking at our own pictures — and then each other’s — something very … typical … set in. What I call the “I Look So Ugly, You Look So Pretty” game began.
“Ugh,” I groaned, scrolling through my headshots. “I look like my grandfather in drag.”
“Oh no you don’t!” Wendy assured me (even though she has never seen my grandfather). “There are some great pictures of you. I only like one of mine.”
“Whatever,” I brushed off. “Your skin looks amazing. So does Kate’s. I look hideous.”
“My arms look fat,” Annika chimed in.
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Last week I wrote a post called “15 Signs It’s Time To Break Up,” which got some great comments, including one from Humble Bee, who said, “How about a list about breaking up with a friend? Sometimes its really obvious that they aren’t looking for your best interest, but we keep ignoring it just because we have known them for so long, or because they know so much about us that we just put up with their s**t all the time.” The Frisky abides! Here are 12 signs it’s time to drop a toxic friend like a hot potato. Keep reading »