People are always asking how they’ll know when they’ve found The One, when it’s time to settle down for good and get married. But what I’m here to tell you is, you may already be “married” and not even know it. Read more … Keep reading »
So, today is a big day in my household. It’s my husband’s 40th birthday! He took the day off from work and is relaxing around the apartment while I do some Frisky writing, but I plan to take him out for lunch a little later and then this evening we’re having dinner with his fam-damily. About a year ago I started thinking about what I could do to make this milestone birthday a special one for Drew. I mean, this is a big one, so it’s not like I could just give him a beej and call it a day. No, a 40th birthday calls for a little extra, and since I wasn’t about to sign up for a threesome, like this women did for her husband’s 40th, I had to think of something else. Keep reading »
The ink was barely dry on our marriage certificate when my husband and I found out we were going to be parents — actually, I found out the good news the first day back from our honeymoon.
Sure, some of the signs and symptoms of pregnancy were already there, but I honestly chalked everything up to pre-wedding stress. It was only when I finally had a chance to slow down in South Beach that I realized something didn’t feel right.
When my new husband leaned in for a kiss one night, with whiskey and Vidalia onion chips breath, I was disgusted: “I swear, if you don’t get away from me with that breath right now I’m going to barf on your face,” is what I told him. And, to be clear, I usually love whiskey. That’s when I realized something was up. Read more … Keep reading »
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 »