As you all know, the Supreme Court of what is apparently a democratic republic founded on the principle of individual liberty and respect for the diversity of humanity decided this week that women aren’t included in that vision because $$$ > women OBVIOUSLY. Thanks, capitalism!
I’ve noticed that a lot of you guys are upset about it. That’s unfortunate! I, on the other hand, have done everything I can to stem my anger, because having to truly acknowledge the fact that we’re regressing toward politics pre-1912 on top of living with daily catcalling, normalized sexual harassment, misogynist murder sprees, and an arts culture that’s exclusive and derisive to women might actually make me have an aneurysm. Instead, I’ve developed a list of best practices going forward for dealing with with misogyny, sexism, and the systematic oppression of women. Onward! Keep reading »
It literally almost hurts to type this: today is our dear, sweet, funny, weird, hilarious Winona’s last day. I know. I KNOW. After nearly four years at The Frisky (first as a part-time blogger and then as a full-time staff member), Winona is following that amazing spirit of hers and embarking on a new adventure, taking some time away from the interwebs to focus on various sure-to-be-brilliant personal projects. I know I speak for everyone at The Frisky when I say that as, like, devastated as we are to see her go, we’re so excited to see what she does next. LOOK. OUT. WORLD. Winona is coming!
To say goodbye, we did two things: First, we adopted a goat in her honor through Heifer International, to be given to a family who will love it and care for it, and in turn, that goat will provide milk and a way to generate income. Second, we created this massive slideshow that includes some of Winona’s favorite quotes (many of which she did the calligraphy for herself) and our favorite quotes from Winona, along with photos that remind us (and you!) of just how AFB (amaze-fucking-balls) she is. All of the slides are going in a digital picture frame that Nona will receive in the mail before she’s even had a chance to miss us.
We love you, Wi! BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!
For pretty much my whole life, I’ve been a huge slob. We’re talking gigantic piles of clothes on the floor, dirty dishes all over the house, disgusting bathroom, “What is a duster and how do you use it?” levels of slobbery. I have ADD, and I always found it nearly impossible to focus long enough to clean something up, let alone maintain any semblance of organization. A couple years ago, I decided I was tired of my apartment looking like a frat house, so I made a commitment to change my behavior. I read this book, which is amazing and highly recommended. I learned to work with my ADD instead of against it. I consciously created a bunch of new organizing systems and cleaning habits. Today, I feel like an ADD success story. I’m still no neat freak (dusting will never be my thing), but I clean my house pretty much every day, willingly, and – gasp! — I enjoy it. Here are a few things I’ve learned along the way that might help you, too:
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I’ve had my share of unfortunate incidents. There was the time I visited a friend in Boston and within six hours was hospitalized with a stomach virus. Another time, while out dancing with friends, my hand collided with someone’s glass, shattering it and tearing my hand open. The day before my summer internship in New York City, a friend fell on top of me and broke my leg. On my first day volunteering with rescue dogs, an excited puppy jumped up to lick my face resulting in four stitches. A few months ago, I took generic medicine for an upset stomach causing sudden anaphylaxis. And a couple week ago, while visiting friends in LA, I broke my foot crossing the street. When I say, “had my share of unfortunate accidents,” I really mean a lifetime’s worth. But hey, if you ask anyone, I’m generally a happy person. Why? Because, I consider myself blessed. Keep reading »
A few weeks before my wedding, I was in the dinnerware section of Macy’s with my friend Sam. I was talking about all the things that were wrong with my relationship, and she asked me, “Are you sure you want to do this?” My response: “At this point, I’ve put so much effort into this relationship that I have to make it work.”
Let’s reinterpret that: “I’m unhappy, and I know I should leave, but I’m so desperate to make all the sacrifices I’ve made worthwhile that I’m not going to.” Keep reading »
I believe that traveling is always a good experience (even a terrible vacation will give you stories to tell for years to come), but who you choose to travel with will make a big difference in what kind of experience you have. A cross-country road trip with your three best friends will be very different than a cross-country road trip with your dad, for example. And that dream trip to the Great Wall of China? Should you go it alone or take your boyfriend along? Click through to find out the pros and cons of different travel partners, and please share your own travel partner preferences in the comments!