For most single women out there, New Year’s Eve is a big deal. On December 31st, we’ll get all dolled up—preferably in sequins and heavy eyeliner—and hit the town in our 2011 New Year’s Eve glasses. (Question: How exactly are those going to work?) It’s one of the few nights a year where debaucherous drinking is not only condoned, but encouraged, and where grabbing a random stranger for a makeout session is not only okay, but tradition. The next morning, as we nurse our hangovers, we’ll have the satisfaction of standing up, wiping off the dirt of the past year, and jumping feet first into a new one—a fresh 365 days in which every possibility is open.
Yes, kiss or not, New Year’s Eve should be a great night. But for me, January 2nd will be a much bigger day. See, it’s my parents’ anniversary. As much as I think about it, I still can’t seem to wrap my head around the idea that, in less than a week, my parents will have been husband and wife for 40 freaking years. Keep reading »
It has been 50 years since “The Flintstones” first premiered on ABC in 1960. It’s easy to forget about what a huge influence the Yabba-Dabba-Doo had on our existence, but those boneheaded cave-dwellers were the original gangsters of prime-time cartoons. Thirty years before we were quoting Homer Simpson, Fred Flintstone was our man with a plan. They graduated cartoons from Saturday morning to prime time! If it wasn’t for Hanna-Barbera’s contributions to society, we might have been forced to grow up and watch (gasp) un-animated shows, losing out on the genius that is “South Park” and “Family Guy.” And because it’s such a special time in history, we’re going to look back on everything “The Flintstones” have given us. Keep reading »
Ladies and gentlemen, I have a very serious, pertinent issue I need for us to discuss. It’s about anniversaries. Namely, what sort of anniversaries do you celebrate with your significant other and do you have names for those anniversaries? For example, my husband and I were set up by a mutual friend and met in person for the first time on a blind date. Today is the fourth anniversary of that blind date, and for the past few years we’ve always just called this day “our anniversary.” But last summer we got married and now, as our first wedding anniversary approaches, it’s occurred to us that we can’t keep calling May 5th “our anniversary” if July 24th is “our anniversary” too. I mean, by definition, an anniversary is something that occurs once a year, so you can’t very well have two of them, can you? Now do you see why this is such a serious issue here? Keep reading »
I used to have an expiration date, like eggs or 2% milk. Nine months was my limit; nine months of dating and then a guy gave me my walking papers. But tomorrow will be one year since my boyfriend and I met each other at a birthday party and sometime in the next couple of weeks, we will have been dating for one year.
This whole experience has definitely been weird for me: I’d been single for the past two years and now I share a sock drawer and a toothbrush holder with someone. I’ve been thinking a lot lately about how much things have changed in the last year:
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Guys often forget relationship anniversaries, according to every bad comedian’s jokes since about 1965, and various magazines and TV shows since then. It can seem inconsiderate on the surface, and men get a lot of heat for not taking relationship anniversaries seriously. We’ve got a pretty good excuse to cover for our mistakes: we don’t care, because anniversaries are stupid.
We care that you’re mad at us, of course, and when we’ve done something disappointing or let you down, that’s certainly bad. We don’t want to do that. It’s just that the concept of relationship anniversaries seems really unnecessary. Keep reading »
Every time I get all skeptical about this whole l-o-v-e thing, something happens to pull me back. Earlier this week, Frank and Anita Milford Devon, Britain’s oldest married couple, celebrated their 81st anniversary. The two met at a YMCA dance in 1926 and got hitched two years later. Today, they are both 101 and have two children (their son is now 74), five grandkids, and seven great-grandkids. And I thought making it to six-months was a big deal? Three cheers for old people! [BBC] Keep reading »