My husband and I aren’t that bad, but with two children under four, two demanding careers, a dog, a cat, two cars, and a house to keep up, it can often seem like sex is the last thing either of us wants to do. Time for a challenge, no?
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A “rent-a-husband” service in Tblisi, Georgia, called Husband For An Hour, sends men to your house to do chores like fixing leaky faucets and repairing broken windows. You don’t have to have just gone through a breakup to appreciate the beauty of a dude who stays for an hour, takes his $13, and then is out of your hair forever! While we Frisky gals are much more self-sufficient in the “fixing things” department (who else has got their own tool kit?! woot, woot!), we think this service sounds awesome for little old ladies or pregnant women who just can’t do certain housekeeping tasks themselves. However, Husband For An Hour has one little problem: some women are calling up in need of services these handymen don’t provide. “We have to explain to them that our guys are not male prostitutes,” owner Beso Mchedlishvili told the AFP. “They can help with repairing a leaking tap, but their job description says nothing about providing affection.” Hey, dude, don’t blame us ladies for thinking a guy who can fix things with his hands is hella sexy! What would you request from a rent-a-husband service? Remember, you’ve only got an hour! [AFP] Keep reading »
For nearly two years I was with the man I thought I was going to marry, have children with and spend the rest of my life with. I loved him so all-consumingly that I worried about his death. Driving on highways or flying on airplanes, it didn’t matter; I just thought of what risks it posed to him and how terribly in pain I would feel if he were ever to be gone from my life. Even though I felt a bit silly worrying about him, I couldn’t help myself. We used to say we were half of each other. He would say to me that he couldn’t wait to grow old with me. We were intimately close and open with each other in a way I’ve never been before and in a way I know I won’t find easily again.
He broke up with me after New Year’s suddenly and without warning. Now, I marvel at how quickly it’s taken me to fall out of love with him. How very, very odd it is to look inside myself to see if there’s any little bit that still loves him after what he’s done to me. Keep reading »
Venus entered Sagittarius on January 7 (lasting until February 4), marking my favorite Venusian time. With the pleasure planet being run by the sign of spontaneity, adventure, freedom, truth and idealism, what could go wrong? Besides all that, the reason why I also love it so is because I was born with a Venus in Sagittarius! That means nothing conventional will ever suit me, as I’d just die of boredom if life were a predictable series of events that never allowed me to bounce around, exploring every good time, interest, strange curiosity, truth or challenge I encounter. Yes, surprises happen with Venus in Sagittarius and holding back is never on the agenda. Instead, time to spread your wings and go leaping off the edge with only blind faith and unrelenting optimism in tow. Yes, time to take chances, believe in the impossible and explore the extraordinary! Find out how to make the most of Venus in Sagittarius for your specific sign, after the jump…
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Here’s the thing about drinking — it’s a multi-tasking activity and it makes lots of things even better. Here are just some things I really enjoy doing with a glass of wine in my hand:
- Taking a hot bath while reading a gossip magazine
- Liveblogging award shows and “The Bachelor”
- Cooking and eating
- Playing fetch with my dog in our building’s long hallway (since our apartment is small and it’s too cold for the dog park right now)
- Reading in bed
For the record, these are all frequent activities in my life and I will miss my friend Vino when I am doing them during this period of sobriety. Because I’m also giving up men — particularly the dating and sexing of them — I know I need to find new activities to put my energy into, especially things that wouldn’t be improved by, say, my favorite cocktail of Cristalino champagne and grapefruit juice. Keep reading »