Even if you get to the point in a relationship where you and your boyfriend are totally comfortable with one another, things change when you bring others into the equation. At some point you may find yourself in a bit of a predicament: managing sleeping arrangements while at his or your parents’ house.
Some lovebirds will abstain and refrain from giving into their sexual urges. Others will sneak into each other’s rooms, regardless of the rules and etiquette of their host’s home, because when you’re feeling frisky, sometimes you have to give in. Some women are nonchalant about getting caught, while others say the sheer embarrassment causes them to rethink their sleeping arrangements for the future. We asked 10 women: “What’s a normal sleeping arrangement when you and your boyfriend are staying at your parents’ house?” Keep reading »
A friend of mine, Daniel, said, recently, a group of men and women in his neighborhood bar for a parade approached him “looking for some kind of fight.” A woman in the group, he said, “started some shit with me” and “at one point said, ‘What would you do if I threw this drink on you?’” Daniel said he ignored the woman’s threat and directed his attention to the men in the group; after verbal exchanges, the whole group “slinked away” out of the bar. He said the confrontation made him think about what he would have done if the woman had thrown her drink at him. He wrote to me in an email:
“But I really did consider—would I hit her? And I decided, yeah, I might have. And she would’ve deserved it. Totally unprovoked physical aggression can rightly be met in kind. I probably would’ve slapped her, or I might grabbed her by the shoulders and thrown her aside. Either way, she would’ve deserved some kind of physical reaction.”
Michael, an ex-colleague of mine, has been on the receiving end of physical violence from an ex-girlfriend.
“The only time it’s ok to get any kind of physical with a girl, in my mind is when she’s under the influence of something and hitting/kicking violently (at you or someone else),” he wrote. “Only then do I see it appropriate to physically restrain her…but this is the same rule I use for guys too, so it has little to do with the sex of the individuals involved.”
On last night’s “Letterman
,” Anne Heche
spent a seriously large chunk of time making fun of her ex-husband, Coley Laffoon, whom she divorced in 2007 before shacking up with her “Men In Trees” co-star, James Tupper. She not only called Coley a “lazy ass,” but took things even further, having this to say about Coley’s current occupation:
“He goes out to the mailbox and he opens up the little mailbox door and goes, ‘Oh! I got a check from Anne! Oh! I got a check from Anne! Yay!’”
After a few minutes of this tirade, Anne started to look pretty vengeful. I mean, really, trash-talking your ex on national TV is just … sad and kind of pathetic. Right? If you must vent some anger over an ex, please keep in mind these 10 rules. Keep reading »
In the dating world especially, first impressions are lasting ones. So it’s always rough when you thought you wooed a dude and he never calls you again. Sigh. Luckily, this week, one of our Frisky gentlemen clued us in to the 10 Reasons He Didn’t Ask You Out On A Second Date. Eye opening, am I right, ladies?! While cell phone shenanigans, a lack of physical attraction, talking too much about yourself, and blatant pre-date lies definitely apply to both genders, there are some specific reasons for why a gal won’t give a guy the time of day again. Here are some reasons why she isn’t going to come back for round two. Keep reading »
After two and half years together and a few short domestic trips, my now-husband and I put our relationship to the test with a two-week jaunt through China. Sure, hiking the Great Wall, braving squatter toilets, and eating breakfast with chopsticks were all an adventure, but the real challenge of vacationing together was spending every minute together for 15 days straight. If you think your relationship is up to the test, do yourself (and him) a favor by following my hard-learned tips after the jump…
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Why didn’t we think of this? Apparently, this guy’s wife busted him sending nudie photos to someone else via text message. As punishment, she made him stand on a heavily trafficked corner in their hometown while wearing this sign. Brilliant. [Self Preservation] Keep reading »
“What’s great about the iPhone is if you want to know where your ex-girlfriend is at any moment, there’s an app for that!” Check her personal calendar, pester her with “automatic late night calls” every 15 minutes, and “if you need an attorney with a proven record for fighting restraining orders, there’s an app for that!”
It’s clever, but it’s hard to giggle about psychos with restraining orders. What do you think: funny iPhone spoof or stalker-y awkward humor? Keep reading »
OK, first of all, let me make it clear that I don’t believe in the concept of “the one.” I think each of us has more like the “top 40” or even “winning 100,” depending on how much ground you cover. But even in a world brimming with possibilities, at some point in our lives most of us have found ourselves infatuated with a guy who was just completely wrong for us. Not that he was necessarily a bad guy—he was just a dude we should’ve relegated to fling territory instead of fooling ourselves into thinking had long-term potential.
Here are a few factors that may give you a case of the stupids… Keep reading »
Do you want an old-fashioned wedding? Perhaps something prehistoric? Andrea and Simon Bean and Jill and Richard Noble wanted to have a “gay old time” at their nuptials—so they had a “Flintstones” themed double-wedding ceremony. Andrea and Simon dressed up as Fred and Wilma, while Richard and Jill were inspired by Barney and Betty Rubble. I wonder if there were any dinosaurs present among their 165 guests? And if their invitations—chiseled on tablets, natch—had to be delivered via pterodactyl? [Metro]
After the jump, some more TV- and movie-themed weddings for all of you lovebirds out there. Are these yabba dabba doos or yabba dabba don’ts? Keep reading »
I’ve had Terrible Girlfriend Syndrome (TGFS) for years. It all started with Matt Noonan in 6th grade. He was the new boy and all the girls wanted him. But I got him. Clearly, we were going to fall in love. We were going to hang out on the playground and go with a bunch of other snot-nosed 6th graders to PG-13 movies and the whole thing was going to be glorious.
Or so I thought. Instead, I showed up at school on the Monday after our epic decision to “go out”— his friend called my friend to ask if I liked Matt, mine wrangled the same info from the friend, etc.—and one of those bitchy 8th grade girls who was similarly smitten with Matt asked me if we were “together.” Images of the two of us skipping around hand-in-hand flashed through my head, and I quickly blurted out, “God no!”
Confused? Me too. Keep reading »