“[The key to a successful marriage is] a sense of humor, listening and never get so mad that you forget why you love them.” — Barack Obama, who celebrates his 16th anniversary with wife Michelle today. Check out some of their hottest PDA here. (I really hope they get five minutes alone for at least a quickie.) Keep reading »
I’m going to come right out and cop to this—I have been dumped more times than I can count. You’d think that after the 5,234th time, I’d be a tad more resilient, but nah. I have mourned certain dead relationships for longer than they went on in the first place and made an idiot of myself over men so patently unworthy, it’s a wonder I haven’t had my feminist card revoked. Lucky for everyone within sobbing distance, I haven’t been dumped in a while, but as a public service I figured I’d share my mistakes so you can learn from them, after the jump… Keep reading »
Well, I did it. A couple of weeks ago, I tied the knot. Got hitched. Became a ball and chain. And got my own ball and chain? People make it sound so weighty. When we got engaged, it did feel huge, like this gigantic life-altering decision that was so…permanent. And it is. I’m not saying it’s not. But you know what? It feels exactly the same as it did before. Yes, it’s still weird to refer to Andy as my husband, rather than boyfriend (never fiancé), and when I called our car insurance to tell them we’d gotten married, they sent us a $13.14 rebate check, which will buy us about four gallons of gas or a week’s worth of coffee, depending on our mood. Keep reading »
On a last night’s episode of “The Hills,” Spencer was being his usual d-bag self, but I couldn’t believe he was so rude to Heidi’s mother that she later cried on camera. This to me is the most unthinkable sin for a boyfriend or husband to commit. I’ve never understood how a woman can date a man that doesn’t get along with her family, especially if she has a close or at least workable relationship with them.
Have you seen graffiti that’s kind of sweet (even if it is against the law)? Send us a pic at tips@thefrisky.com. Keep reading »
I am white. My husband is black. Our daughter is…well…she’s like that great flavor of “World Class Chocolate” at Baskin-Robbins, which is a sweet, delectable combination of white and dark chocolate, blended to perfection. When the grocery store checker, or the dentist, or our insurance salesman, or the shoe store clerk, or one of my college students who sees her picture in my office asks where she gets her curly hair or if she’s “mixed,” I usually reply, “Yes, she’s biracial,” (for I’ve always thought “mixed” to be used only for dogs and cocktails). I answer this question three or four times a day and often wonder if I should just stick a sign on her that reads “Yes, my father is black.” Keep reading »
So I’ve concluded week two of being “on a break” from my relationship. Newsflash: It still sucks. So far, I’ve progressed from the “so damned depressed I may never emerge from under the covers” stage to the “okay, this may actually be real” stage. I’ve got no idea what week three’s stage will be, but I hope it’s better than this. Still, in the last two weeks, I’ve tried to pay attention to the changes in my life that have come as a result of all this upheaval. What follows are 10 strange things about being suddenly single.
1. Nobody says: “Have A Safe Flight!”: I’m not that anxious when it comes to flying, but I’ve always felt grateful for the times I’ve had someone sitting next to me with a hand I could squeeze. Flying alone, it feels like good luck to have a quickie phone call with someone saying, “I love you! Have a safe flight!” before shutting down my cell at the pilot’s instruction. Not so this time. Keep reading »
You truly don’t know your man until you perform the ultimate test of compatibility. No, it does not involve signing up on eHarmony.com to see if you’re meant to be. To know if your love will last until the end of your days, you must do the inevitable: Move in together.
When my boyfriend of a year and I considered signing a lease together at the beginning of this year, the prospect of living together was a dream come true. I, like many other women, naively thought shacking up was the natural first step to happily-ever-after. Through my rose-colored glasses, I envisioned our bond strengthening and our relationship evolving. Best of all, we’d be together all the time.
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Bizarre kinky curiosities will enter you mind, making you unable to concentrate until you fulfill them. Whether or not you have someone to besiege your wildest fantasies on, find a way to express them in some way. If not physical, do it mentally. Write about it, paint about it — do whatever you need to get it out. As you’ll find out, admitting it is half the satisfaction.
You’re the sign of balance, but that doesn’t always have to entail compromising your values for the psycho sleeping next to you. Rest assure you can be the crazy one this week and get others to shift and sort their lives around yours. Even if you’re not feeling insane, exercise this power. The entertainment value and ego strokes alone will be worth its weight in gold.
You’re not a vibrator. You don’t have to be buzzing about at a million kilowatts a minute, trying to please everything in your wake. Turn the switch to off and breathe. Don’t let yourself get ahead of the game, as it won’t do anything other than burn you out. Besides, the universe is not going to give you any more relevant news until you truly take in what you’ve got.
Feeling good and being good aren’t always one in the same. As you know and have learned more than a few times, being bad often feels the best. Thankfully, with that attitude, this week will be a winsome one for you as all the things you tell yourself you shouldn’t be doing are the things that’ll truly get you off in doing.
A bitchy friend that lives for competition will be working your last nerve. Although there are things you still find redeemable, the list is getting shorter — but fighting back passive aggressively isn’t going to win you any points. Instead, dominate with action, like nabbing the hotter guy. That’ll inevitably put her in her place.
If you made everyone you know accountable for every word or promise they utter to you, you’d have no friends. Take this to heart and lighten up on a love prospect that currently isn’t so smart with words. While he might fumble big time and make you want to kill, trust it’s only because he is so dumb with love that he has become so stupid in the mouth.
Consider yourself hooked if you’re Googling his name and devoting hours to finding the perfect ring tone that encapsulates your feelings. Sure, you’ll have some friends worried, but whatever, they just don’t understand unconditional love. Yes, at the end of the day it might not be healthy, but if this obsession makes you inspired and giddy, for now, that’s all that matters.
Despite what you think, gaining sympathy isn’t losing, but a sign you’re winning. Besides, trying to keep a tough veneer isn’t going to get you what you ultimately want and in time, you’ll have to put down your guard anyway. Instead of taking the long road, cut to the chase and whip out the skeletons in your closet now. Your scars will prove to be your sexiest asset.
Proving your love doesn’t mean becoming a carbon copy of the one you adore. Of course, if you want a relationship based on less than equal respect and one-sided points of view, then feel free to start your journey to becoming a Lifetime biopic. Otherwise, start asserting your will and pushing your agenda. Be half of the equation and it’ll all add up.
Jealousy and geminis don’t mix. Not only do you have two brains that can spout out demonic suggestions, but you also an army of arms and legs to carry out that chaos. To say the least, understand any sense of envy that starts to play with your mind is a sign of the apocalypse. When you feel it, be a hero and remove yourself from whatever incites it.
You can’t deny that pretty turns you on beyond the point of being able to see straight. While this has marked your life with lovely cinematography, without a compelling story line the price you’ve paid has sometimes been hard to justify. Of course, if you want to think so deeply about hot ass that comes your way, up to you. Otherwise, don’t kick a gift horse in the face.
Power is your aphrodisiac. So, whoever is dangling on your line now, make them squirm. Chances are he’s just a chew toy anyway, something to clean you teeth with until something worthy arrives. Feel free to be as bad as you want to, as it’s imperative you exercise your muscles to keep them in top form, because when the real thing comes along, you’ll need all your strength.
Recently, my friend became a naturist. I re-read her email twice to make sure she hadn’t said “naturalist”. But no: there it was in 12 point Verdana, as clear as the shock on my face: “I’ve joined a naturism society”.
I couldn’t be more shocked had she joined a satanic cult. Not only is she English to an almost stereotypical degree (reserved to the point of inhibition – or so I thought – and sporting milk-pale skin prone to burning) but she lives for Doris Day musicals and her politics make Sarah Palin look liberal.
And yet her new hobby is meeting up with people she doesn’t know… and taking off all her clothes. Keep reading »
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