Taylor Swift and Lorde have been spending quite a bit of time together — shopping, frolicking barefoot on the beach, wearing matching outfits — prompting many onlookers (including us) to refer to them as BFFs. But let’s be honest: as any BFF-havin’ lady knows, wearing matching outfits is only, like, level 3 out of 300 when it comes to a true best friendship. As a female friendship blossoms, the milestones come flying in fast. Some are fun and some are gut-wrenching — the first time you make a joke that makes your friend laugh so hard she farts; the first time you get crushes on the same guy; the first time you come up with dorky nicknames for each other; the first time you get in a fight that’s not instantly fixable. Should T-Swift and Lorde to make a real go of it, here are some BFF firsts they have to look forward to. Keep reading »
Within our group of friends, my husband and I were the first to get pregnant and have a kid. More than seven years later, I can now look back and see how much my friendships, particularly with my child-free friends, changed. I may not have realized it at the time, but in retrospect we experienced a few growing pains, so to speak.
When there’s any big life change — whether it’s marriage, a big move, or switch in jobs — friendships can be impacted. But there’s something about having kids that adds a little extra something to the equation. Sometimes it can be good, other times not so much. But what I’ve found to be true — both for myself and from talking to friends — is that most friendships post-baby tend to follow the same sort of pattern: Keep reading »
Meeting new people sucks. Well, at least it does for people like us — people who would rather eat a bar of soap than endure the awkward juggling of social rules and misreading of body language that comes with human contact. Confident, practiced people will tell you it’s as easy as walking up to a stranger and saying hello, but it’s not that simple for us.
Unfortunately, we’re programmed to be social creatures, and biology will eventually nag us until we break and fill the void with whatever poor bastard we trick into being our emotional caulk. The problem is: How? How the hell do you find them, let alone know what to say when you do? Well, there are a few basic things “normal” people know that we don’t. Read all five of them on Cracked…
A few years ago, I complained to a girl friend about how my then-boyfriend was getting on my nerves. I told her how we would be hanging out in his apartment on the weekend and I would ask for some “alone time” to read or go online. He would say okay, but couldn’t go for more than a few minutes before he would start chattering away to me as I sat on his couch with a book. I would ask him to please let me have some time alone; he would get angry that I, as he put it, “didn’t want him to talk” in his own home. I felt so frustrated that he wasn’t respecting, or perhaps fundamentally understanding, what “alone time” meant and why it was important to me.
“You are an introvert,” my friend told me. “You relax and recharge your batteries being by yourself and withdrawing inside your own head. It sounds like he’s an extrovert. That means relaxing and recharging means being with other people.”
Oh, I thought. No one had ever explained my personality to me quite like that before. I used to believe I had strange, inexplicable over-stimulation issues; I also used to think I was a “loner.” Deep down, though, I knew that word wasn’t correctly descriptive, because I have many friends and a close family. Fortunately my friend’s metaphor about recharging batteries made perfect sense. It’s not that I hate people or don’t have any friends; I just need to have quiet in my head to, well, recharge. Keep reading »
Dear formerly pregnant friends,
I know this is way, way overdue on my part — but I really owe you an apology for how I reacted when you excitedly told me you were going to be a mom. The minute “I’m pregnant!” came out of your mouth, I saw the look of pure joy and elation on your face. But what did I do instead of sharing in that happiness with you? I immediately started ranting and raving about how much your life was going to change — and not necessarily for the better. Read more on The Stir…
There’s nothing I love more than sitting down with a heaping bowl of stuffing and rewatching “Friends” Thanksgiving episodes. Providing us with some of the best Turkey Day episodes of all time, Monica, Chandler, Phoebe, Joey, Ross and Rachel brought it EVERY year, leaving me wondering what the holidays would be like if I were the seventh friend. But that’s a “moo point.” This year, turn your own Thanksgiving into a “Friends”-inspired one. Here’s how to do it… Keep reading »
Every year families and friends gather together to give thanks and stuff their faces with as much turkey and cornbread as possible without imploding. But after the potatoes have been plopped into Tupperware and the nightcaps are a-flowin’, it’s time to whip out the group-friendly activities. Game time, bitches.
We’ve put together a list of some fun Thanksgiving games to play in groups, along with the hazards that come with each. Don’t say we didn’t warn you. Keep reading »
“We plotted it out in a self-protective way. It wasn’t a relationship [the other characters were] talking about. Nobody knew about it. We as writers were almost as protective of it as those characters were. We didn’t want to make too much of a deal about it too early. That’s what you saw on the screen, but it’s also how we experienced it. We didn’t want to spend too much too fast. We didn’t want it to be high drama. So we just kept taking baby steps forward and feeling our way through. …
If you didn’t have a Monica-and-Chandler relationship, if the center of ’Friends’ had remained Ross and Rachel, you would’ve seen a much shorter shelf life for the show. Without Monica and Chandler, it ends three years earlier. I don’t owe my whole house to them, but at least two bedrooms and a bath are because of them.”
I’ve never been much of a sitcom fan, but “Friends” is one exception. I still think the show, which ended its run in 2004, is one of the funniest TV shows ever and, thanks to the endless repeats on TBS, I’ve seen every episode at least five times. So, I lovvvvved this piece on NYMag.com about how the show’s producers and writers, including executive producer Scott Silveri, quoted above, came to the decision to make Monica Gellar and Chandler Bing a couple. Keep reading »
A few weeks ago, I texted my brother to see if he’d had a good birthday. “It was great!” he said, “I stayed home, ate some roast chicken, and watched a movie.”
“Wait, that was a good birthday?” I asked, trying to communicate my confusion without being rude. “I’m glad you were into it, I’m just not sure I would call that a good birthday.”
His response was quick and to-the-point: “That’s because women always hate their birthdays.”
At first I got a little offended by the generalization, but when I thought about it, I have indeed hated my birthday every year for the past decade or so, as have the vast majority of my friends. Why do so many women greet their day of birth with “UUGGGHH” rather than excitement? Why have I cried myself to sleep with a belly full of birthday cake on more occasions than I can count? Why do men seem immune to many of these birthday issues? After some self-reflection and polling a ton of lady friends, I’ve settled on these 10 reasons: Keep reading »