It’s time again for “Shortcuts.” For every question, I’ll give my advice in three sentences or less, because sometimes the answer to a person’s question is so obvious and the need to hear it so great, being as clear and frank as possible is simply the best way to go. Today we discuss living with bad table manners, whether it’s appropriate to apologize to a long-lost love interest, and making the first move. Keep reading »
I have this weird habit. Despite being very uncomfortable talking about money in almost every other scenario, whenever someone compliments me on something I’m wearing, I immediately blurt out how much I paid for it, but only in cases when I’ve gotten a great deal. For example, while walking my dog this morning, I ran into my neighbor, who complimented my yellow dress.
“Thank you! It’s actually Club Monaco, but I got it at Buffalo Exchange [a resale mini-chain] for $20!” I blurted out. Oops. Homegirl didn’t ask me where I got it, let alone for how much, so why did I tell her? The thing is, I do this all the time.
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Guys, we love you. You make our hearts swoon, you’re the fathers of our children, you are advisers, companions and friends, but there are certain gender-specific things you do that drive women nuts. For example, leaving the toilet seat up? We know this is a clichéd male complaint, but seriously. It’s rude. Your momma raised you wrong if you find it hard to flush and lower before leaving the bathroom. Keep reading »