They say don’t sweat the small stuff — but the small stuff is so annoying! Seriously, how many times do you get in the express check-out lane in hopes of getting out of the store quickly … only to get stuck behind somebody paying by check? Worst. Yeah, there are bigger things in life to get our panties in a bunch over, but it’s hard to take the high road in these situations when they’re just so irritating. Here are 10 little life annoyances that are inevitable (and frustrating!).
1. Your smoke alarm WILL start to lose its batteries in the middle of the night.
2. When you’re following someone in your car, they WILL make a light … and you won’t. Read more…
Early last week, I flew to Los Angeles to tape an upcoming TV appearance (so mysterious, I know) and spent the rest of the week working from our West Coast office. It was busy and kind of stressful because I was attempting to function on dual time zones (my body/mind was perpetually confused about what time it actually was). However, it was also really nice to bask in the ever present California sunshine, witness a few epic sunsets (bottom right), see some friends (bottom left, showing off John DeVore’s first driver’s license), and eat real Mexican food. It also gave me an opportunity to appreciate the random things I happen to enjoy about traveling. Check them out after the jump! Keep reading »
Growing up a few miles from the Nike World Headquarters means I’ve always had complicated feelings about athletic shoes. Portland’s casual attitude combined with Nike pride meant everyone wore sneakers everywhere, and I was always like, “Really, you guys? Dirty gym shoes at a formal wedding?” I vowed early on that I would only wear sneakers to the gym. But then recently, something strange happened. I started noticing cool sneakers out on the street. I was totally jealous of Amelia’s wedge sneakers. And before I knew it I had purchased my first pair of high tops (I went with the Adidas Roundhouse, shown above) and am eager to start a collection. Here are five tips and tricks for others looking to wade into the wild and crazy world of stylish sneakers… Keep reading »
Guess who I’m not hopping into to bed with? The guy who just moments ago confessed that his dream in life is to “live in a yurt.” No offense to his dream, but my dream is never to go camping, never to interface with wild animals, and never go without running water or poop in a hole unless emergency dictates it. Just moments earlier, I was digging this fellow and now all I can see when I look at him is a vision of what he will look after a few years in his yurt — a little bit like Tom Hanks in “Castaway.” “No thanks,” says my vagina. After the jump, some things that guys have said to us that killed our attraction to them in two seconds flat. Keep reading »
It’s a rare man who knows how to deal with an emotional woman. I know that “feelings” scare a lot of dudes and in their fear and perfectly admirable desire to “fix things,” they become inert, inept, or insensitive. I’ll never forget the first time my most serious boyfriend saw me cry. He didn’t say anything at all, he just started to tear up with me. I remember thinking the man was a f**king genius! And I love him! And he should write a guide book for the rest of mankind! Not that I expect every man to cry with me, not at all, I just want them to let me feel without trying to make it stop, to comfort me without making me uncomfortable. But that’s rare. In the midst of an emotional jag, I usually end up reassuring the man that my emotions will soon come to an end and life as they know it will resume. This is why I prefer going to my female friends when I’m upset, they know better than to tell me to “buck up” or something lame like that. Just shut up and pass the tissues. After the jump, some things guys say when we’re emotional that really don’t work and some much better alternatives. Keep reading »
Yes, women are complicated creatures. We are aware that men are baffled by us most of the time and we apologize for that. We can’t help it sometimes. Half of the time we don’t even understand why we do the things we do. I mean, I had to flip a coin last night to decide if I was going to go to the gym or stay home and watch “The Biggest Loser.” Why? I have no idea. While I try to make a concerted effort to get to the bottom of the mystery of me (ahem, therapy), that doesn’t mean I have a clue about some of the other members of my gender. After the jump, some female behavior that completely baffles me. Add yours in the comments. Keep reading »
Is it politically incorrect to say there are certain things that women want from men that may be considered a double-standard? Probably. But that never stopped us before, don’t you know it. The fact of the matter is that there are certain things that most women do not want most men to do in front of them. Trust! These may range from the gaseous to the testicular, although, surely, not all women will be in agreement on this list of the indiscreet. Additionally, some women still want to be able to do these things themselves (see: “Weep to Excess”), but they don’t really want their man doing them in their face. Remember: Double-standards are fine, as long as we set them. (Kidding! Sort of.) Keep reading »
Why do men watch porn? Let’s be honest. Who the hell knows. All I know is that some guys watch it, and we, as women, are left to sit around, scratching our heads, considering their reasoning. Yes, surely, ladies watch porn, too, but I tend to think the male-er sex is a little bit more pornographically-inclined than, shall we say, the fairer sex. Behold, I have delivered unto you the top 10 reasons why men watch porn. I don’t claim to have all the answers. But here are a few. Keep reading »
Am I older than you? Hard to say. Seeing as I don’t know how old you are. But let’s assume the answer is: probably. Now that I have been alive these many years, I have some words of wisdom to share. Helpful? Who knows. Note what fits and discard the rest. In the end, life’s a bit of a crap shoot. Or maybe it’s like a box of chocolates. Today, it’s a listicle. Keep reading »