Bad Band. Jew Joker. Sandwich. The Brute. AwwMike. Babycheese. My laundry list of discarded loves reads like a storyboard of comic book villains, each nickname a clue as to their respective fatal flaws. Anyone who knows me well knows I have a history of dating men who are wildly inappropriate for me. It’s been a quirk I myself was willing to accept, further proof of my fun-loving, devil-may-care spirit (this despite the days and weeks of sobbing and agonizing over wholly ridiculous relationships when they inevitably ended). Keep reading »
I was always pretty resistant to marriage, but—because I looked up to my mother so much, because we were so close, and because I felt that she presented to me such a healthy version of both motherhood and long-term love—I ached for a traditional family. Now I’m almost 30, I recently celebrated my three-year wedding anniversary, and my husband and I are trying to have children.
This worries me. Keep reading »
Lisa Linehan, 35, is getting married on February 15, 2011.
Most of the wedding’s details are already set — she’s picked out the venue, chosen a DJ, and narrowed her gown possibilities to four lucky finalists. There’s just one thing missing: the husband-to-be.
Lisa, a singer-songwriter, has neither a fiance nor a long-term boyfriend. She intends to find her soul mate through what she’s calling “Project Husband,” a venture sponsored by Dallas’s local CW affiliate. She’s even written a song about it — “I Want to Get Married.” Read more … Keep reading »
Here is a list of people who really, really, really want to see me engaged:
- Me. (Obviously.)
- My boyfriend, who is saving money for an engagement ring. (Although you probably know more about that than I do.)
- My mother. (Who, every time she sees him,
badgers offers to help him pick the aforementioned ring out.)
- A Roman Catholic priest whom I was seated next to at my girl friend’s wedding this weekend.
Now. Guess which person made me burst into tears on Saturday night, snatch my purse, and storm off in a blind rage? Keep reading »
In a new post, “The Older Child,” blogger Heather Armstrong, better known as Dooce, seems to suggest that her eldest daughter no longer wants her mother to blog about her, at least not without her permission. Which begs the question: Should so-called “mommy bloggers” be able to blog about their kids without their kids’ permission? Keep reading »
Three years ago, I went to a friend’s wedding in California. My boyfriend at the time (eventually my ex-fiance) got so drunk that he passed out on the side of the road as we made the trek from the reception to the after-party. I had to take M. back to our hotel and ended up missing all of the late-night festivities. When we broke up a year later, one of the more strangely profound resentments I felt was that he’d ruined that evening for me; I should have been celebrating, not taking care of him. Keep reading »
To meat or not to meat – it’s a question that vegans and vegetarians getting married have to consider when planning their weddings. And it’s a debate that was recently reignited by vegan Chelsea Clinton’s marriage to Marc Mezvinsky.
Chelsea – who is also allergic to gluten (ouch!) – had a mostly vegan wedding, but provided beef for her meat-grazing guests. But some vegans and veggies say that they shouldn’t have to cater to carnivores on their special day. Keep reading »
Personally, it feels strange even writing that title. Why wouldn’t parents kiss their kids on the lips? Isn’t that what all parents do? You know, kiss their kids on the lips to show their love? Apparently, some people find the idea of a parent kissing his or her son or daughter on the lips deranged and disgusting. But who? Keep reading »
What are some signs that I shouldn’t marry my boyfriend?
The first thing that leaps to mind is, “If you have to ask …” Having doubts doesn’t necessarily mean you should never marry him, but you are wise to heed that quiet but insistent voice in your head until you are completely sure he’s the one. As for specific signs, there are plenty, but here’s a start. Read more … Keep reading »