Cheaters beware: you may be killing yourself. A new American Heart Association study finds that men who die of heart attacks were more likely to be cheating. An analysis of 6,000 autopsy reports of people who died of sudden heart attacks (1 percent died while getting it on) found that 90 percent of the people were men and three-quarters of them were cheating. I am really curious if the autopsy descriptions went something like “male, 42 years of age, 6-foot-2, was cheating on wife.” Otherwise, how the heck did they know which participants were cheaters?
In any case, scientists blame the increase incidence of heart attack in cheating men on stress, overeating and sex with “younger ladies” who literally over-work their partners’ hearts! So, point being, if you’re going to cheat, perhaps consult with your cardiologist first. [PostNoon]
My husband’s birthday was the day after Valentine’s Day, so celebrating is a double whammy. Buying him gifts for the two holidays was tough because I like buying him sentimental things for Valentine’s Day and useful things for his birthday. He is a practical man; he enjoys working in the yard and fixing things in the house. I encourage this part of him because he has a stressful job and working on things seems to relax him. I had been bugging him since the holidays about what he wanted for his birthday, so the week before his birthday when he came to me with a big grin on his face pointing to a magazine telling me, “This is what I want,” I paid attention. It was inside a Prime Living Magazine, for which I write, where he found his dream gift: a “man cave” you could build at home. Read more …
I was 11 weeks along when my gynecologist told me I was pregnant. I had been on The Pill since I was 18 years old and my period, since being on The Pill was non-existent. When it never came in January, then not again in February, it never crossed my mind that something wasn’t right. I had gone months before without a “period” — a quick splotch on my undies was usually all it was. Even before I was on The Pill (and after) I’m one of those women who is lucky enough to never have a menstruation that lasts more than two or three days. Keep reading »
I don’t care too much about celebrity couples, the flings and breakups and and marriages and babies. I’m far too cynical for all that: there’s so much smoke and mirrors going on in Hollywood that half that stuff is publicist B.S. anyway.
But I read the article in this week’s New York Times Magazine about “Friends With Kids” director/star Jennifer Westfeldt and her co-star/boyfriend, a little actor you may have heard of named Jon Hamm. They both sound like normal people who are bewildered by all scrutiny on them just because they’re famous and they’ve carried on a happy-sounding, healthy-sounding relationship for 14 years. How the hell do they do it? And how can I steal their secrets?
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It happens to all of us. We get caught up in the daily routine and forget to think about our needs. Not just the financial ones, but the physical, emotional, and mental ones as well. When was the last time you headed in a bold and exciting direction unsure of what the outcome would be? What will be the greatest adventure of your life? Is it yet to come? Tell us in the comments!
I understand why online dating gets a bad rap: it takes away the fun of the “meet-cute” and forces you to judge, based on very little information, whether you want to take risks with someone else’s neuroses and perversions. There have been online dates I’ve been on over the past four years, such as with the 9/11 conspiracy theorist, that I’ve hated, too.
But it’s also true that I found my boyfriend on an online dating site, too. Granted, we’ve only been an item for four months, so we’re not exactly Tom Hanks and Rita Wilson here. However, it wasn’t particularly arduous or awful finding each other and we fit pretty well. And from my last relationship to my current one, I actually dated exclusively two different guys for one month each that I met online, too. I’d like to think when it comes to this online dating thing, I’m doing something right!
Basically, I treated it like shopping. If you’re looking for a pair of black skinny jeans in a size 10, don’t go home with a denim skort. It might be sold in the same department … but it’s not really the same thing. So, for what they’re worth, here are my (obviously very heteronormative) strategies for the rest of you frustrated online daters: Keep reading »