Sad face, you guys. It seems like only this morning that Susannah told you our wonderful news –that she and I are in love and engaged to be married. Or we were — but Jesse James strikes again. This afternoon, while sipping chai lattes and holding hands at the Starbucks around the corner, Suze and I got into a little debate. It was friendly at first, but then got heated. You see, Susannah, for some reason, thinks Sandra Bullock should forgive Jesse James for being a complete tool, whereas I think she should divorce him without looking back. Y’all, our fight got so bad that they kicked us out of Starbucks! I suddenly realized that I didn’t want to spend eternity with someone who could be SO dead wrong about something so important. Also, there were “sexual issues” which I would rather not discuss at this time, but suffice it to say, Susannah needs, um, therapy. So it’s over. I need time to heal, but I should be fine by 5:30.
Anyway, thanks for celebrating our love, however short-lived it may have been. Don’t worry — Susannah and I are complete professionals. This will not affect either of our work on The Frisky — if anything, it’ll improve things, since she and I won’t need to sneak off to make out in the stairwell anymore. Keep reading »
Hi. I’m really pleased to announce some pretty exciting and, for some, unexpected news. Amelia McDonell-Parry, the lead editor of The Frisky, and I, Susannah Breslin, who regularly contributes to this site in ways myriad, are getting married.
Some of you, readers and coworkers alike, may be surprised by this announcement. Amelia and I have kept things pretty secret — working together and dating has its complications — and if you know our writing, you know that both of us have really struggled with dating and being single. In a way, though, that’s what brought us together. A love of the written word and long work hours threw us together, so to speak, one thing led to another, and I won’t bore you with the details, but, to put it simply, we’re in love. And getting married. Not tomorrow. Not soon. But eventually. That’s our plan for a life spent together. Granted, that’ll be a little complicated in a day and age when being the same sex makes marrying one another practically illegal, but it’s important to us that we make a public commitment that symbolizes how we feel about each other.
So! We’re not registered yet, but we’ll let you know when we are. We’re not going to get totally overshare-y with you, we promise, but I know Amelia’s already working on a Girl Talk about us and how we came to be. We hope you’ll follow us on our trip to the altar. Amelia may be wearing the dress, but I think I’ll be the luckiest girl in the room. [Love you, A!] Keep reading »
Newlyweds Christina Hendricks and her husband of five months, Geoffrey Arend, talked to People magazine recently about marriage and their new life together. Among a few cutesy things the couple said, Arend admitted that: “Having the ring on my finger it makes me realize this is the person I’ve chosen for the rest of my life. So everything that was a small little problem that could have turned into a fight, just sort of disappeared. We’re both very happy.” Like Arend and Hendricks, I’m a newlywed, too, and still in that stage where, when I run into people I haven’t seen in a while, they ask me: “How’s married life?” I usually just smile and say, “It’s good.” I hadn’t thought to describe it the way Arend does — that little problems have disappeared — and I don’t even know that that’s true for us, but there is a … difference. And it’s a difference I’ve heard a lot of other newly married couples struggle to articulate. Even in this era of shacking up before marriage, when it doesn’t seem like a piece of paper could change things that much, there’s a very discernible difference, noticeable almost immediately. At least, it seems to be the case for most couples, and certainly for my husband and me. Have you felt it, too? How would you describe the difference? Keep reading »
Recently, I read a Tweet from someone — oh, fine, it was Julia Allison — who had just finished reading the Vogue interview with Gisele Bundchen and said she challenged anyone to tell her the woman didn’t have it all. OK, I’ll bite. I’m definitely not convinced the woman has it all. Sure, she’s drop-dead beautiful, rich, famous, has a successful career, and is married to a hot football star whom she has a brand-new baby with, but so what? Two weeks ago you could have said Sandra Bullock had it all, too, and looked what happened there. And call me cynical, but I have a hard time believing that a guy like Tom Brady, a handsome professional athlete who, let’s not forget, left his ex-girlfriend, Bridget Moynahan, when she was pregnant with their first baby to hook up with Gisele, is like some super committed, stand-up guy who would never dream of cheating on his wife. Please! So, no, I wouldn’t say Gisele necessarily “has it all.” But, what is having it all, anyway? Keep reading »
“I’m not against marriage, but it’s just not for me. I’m a vegetarian, but I don’t have a problem if you want a hamburger. Marriage to me is like eating meat. I think it’s gross and f**king crazy.”
–Sarah Silverman gives her not-so-subtle thoughts on matrimony in the new issue of Playboy. She also told the magazine that since gay people can’t wed in most states, “If you’re getting married today, it’s the equivalent of joining a country club that doesn’t allow blacks or Jews.” What do you guys think of this argument? I’m inclined to agree, but then again, I’m single and slightly bitter about the whole marriage thing. [Page Six] Keep reading »
“The real reason, and I mean the REAL reason why we all want largest available ROCK is to because we want it as a weapon. A social weapon. We want to able to scratch with ethernal jelousy [sic throughout] and envy the heart of our current future female friends and enemies, so, even when we will turn into a fat, ordinary, ugly and old woman in the next 60 years, we could always, always make an subtle movement with the hand, reach something, wave good bye, just anything, so the light catches an edge, deflects on one or two faces of the stone, just make a sparkle or bling, just for a instant. But that instant, brief as a blink, is enough for us to remember our capacity to be at the same level of most females of our class. May be even dismiss all smaller stone ringers. That subtle moment will last a tenth of a second. But in our hearts the power will remain constant as well as our sweet thoughts of you giving, for giving us that power or illusion of power.”
— A commenter on Slate in response to this “Dear Prudence” column in which a broke grad student writes that his girlfriend, whom he plans to propose to, wants a “moderately good-sized ring” that he can’t afford. So, what are your thoughts on the matter? Does the size of a rock matter to you? If so, why? The rock in my engagement ring is tiny — maybe 1/4 carat or so, but I love it and it belonged to my great-grandmother who got it during the Depression when everyone was broke. To me the sentimental value is worth far more than monetary value. Then again, I’m not trying to cut a bitch. [The Awl via Slate] Keep reading »
The true nature of my relationship ambivalence became apparent a few months ago, when a colleague at a work event asked my partner and me if we were married. I shrugged in my typical fashion, looked at the floor, and muttered, “Yeah.” My coworker nodded, then did a double take. “Wait, did you just say yes?” he asked, incredulous that I would seem so unconcerned about asserting my legal and romantic status. I laughed, as did my partner. It isn’t that we aren’t thrilled to be together. We just don’t care if you know it. Keep reading »
This week, everybody’s talking about cheating, all because Jesse James decided to step out on wife Sandra Bullock with a tattooed, white supremacist stripper named Michelle McGee. Now, what everyone wants to know is: Why. James had it all: a beautiful, successful, talented wife, a booming business and fame, a family… Nevertheless, something led him astray. After the jump, 25 reasons men put their willies where they don’t belong. Keep reading »
When it comes to gender dynamics, women are caught between a rock and a hard place. Some men haven’t changed their way of thinking and still expect us to take care of the house and the kids; even if you do find a guy who helps out, he might make you feel worse about yourself just by doing his share. Research published in Personal Relationships found that when a father spent a lot of solo time with his child and the mom perceived him to be a competent caregiver, the woman had a lower self-competence rating. Researcher Takayuki Sasaki said he believes this is because women think they’re expected to play the main role in parenting, even as society tries to shift to a more egalitarian approach. The father, on the other hand, doesn’t feel any worse about himself if the mother is highly involved. “Husbands do not suffer from self-competence losses even when their wives are involved and skillful because that is consistent with cultural expectations,” Sasaki told LiveScience. Do you ever feel like your guy is encroaching on your domain when he helps around the house? [LiveScience] Keep reading »