I’m not sure if I’m going to make resolutions this year. I mean, I’m not anti-resolutions. I make them every year, and sometimes I even keep them. There were a few this year I did OK on. I didn’t really get going on maintaining an exercise regimen until the second half of the year, but since about August (OK, fine, so maybe that isn’t exactly half the year, but it’s close!), I’ve been working out at least four times a week. And I kept my resolution to call my long-distance friends and family more (usually, that’s meant two or three calls a week, which is pretty good for someone who hates the phone). I’ve read more books — especially in the last couple of months. And I definitely did a lot more cooking this year. So, overall, I feel pretty good about things. Still, this year instead of resolutions, I’m thinking of making a theme for the new year. Keep reading »
Well, 2011 is almost upon us. After a year of sluttin’ it up and having a grand ol’ time doing it, I feel very ready to meet someone special. A boyfriend, a partner-in-crime, if you will. With that in mind, I’ve already made some dating resolutions for the upcoming year, and have noted the 10 types of guys I plan to avoid now that I’m looking for a relationship with some depth, not to mention an exchange of last names. Having been actively online dating for the last year, I have definitely “put myself out there,” to use the annoying phrase lobbed around by advice-filled smug monogamists, but I also think I need to be more open-minded about WHO to date. Here are the 7 types of guys to date in 2011. Keep reading »
The New Year always makes me melancholy. If New York had moors, I’d spend the New Year sulking around the fog in a billowy shirt with a raven on my shoulder. While everyone else says “hello” to the next 12 months, I usually spend this time of year reflecting on the past 12 months. I can’t predict what tomorrow will bring, but I know what yesterday wrought. New Year’s is a time of accounting for one’s actions instead of making odds and betting on what might be. While everyone is gorging on the cake of future opportunity, I’m picking over the leftovers of my decisions. Because, like history, stupidity repeats itself. My funky mood is practical, too. Fate is a sniper, and those people who whoop and holler at the strike of midnight make easy targets. I keep my head down. Keep reading »
Do you know anyone who keeps their New Year’s resolutions? Or even remembers them after January 15? I sure don’t. Most of us vow to lose weight, quit drinking, or cut up those credit cards. But some of us make relationship-related resolutions, and that’s what we’re here to talk about. After the jump are four resolutions. One of the four is valid; the other three are less so. Let’s see if you can tell which is which. I bet you can… Keep reading »
Before you go making your list of resolutions for 2011, make sure you aren’t setting yourself up for failure. Some resolutions, after all, are just begging to be broken by February. After the jump, 10 resolutions you’d be wise NOT to make this year. Keep reading »
Winter sucks. It’s officially over now, I know, but I’ve found myself thinking about its long dark days now that I’ve been enjoying my comfortable outdoor freedom. I’ve been stopping to smell the flowers (magnolias and not roses yet, it’s true, but the point of the saying remains!). I read a book on my porch, about Shakespeare’s post-mortem rise to fame! Suddenly, I find myself slipping out of grumpy carbohydrate hibernation and building up plans and goals. Which got me thinking … what’s with New Year’s resolutions anyway? You make them at the coldest and unfriendliest time of the year. No sooner have you resolved to run a mile then the skies dump a blizzard on you — so back inside you go. I propose a revolution. A springtime resolutions revolution! Keep reading »
When it comes to New Year’s resolutions, I suggest aiming low. Reach for your shoelaces, not the stars. For instance, this year, I resolve to eat more donuts. Crullers, coconut, apple and spice. I can handle this and am fairly confident that come next year, I will be able to look at my fat face in the mirror and wheeze to myself, “Good job!” When I aim low, I am never disappointed. Sometimes, I aim even lower, like resolving to wear pants or use electricity. All of these achievements are possible. You know what’s probably not possible? Running a marathon, learning to speak Chinese, and becoming an astronaut all in the next 12 months.
There’s a fine line between resolutions and prayer. In both instances, you hope someone is listening. Be it Morgan Freeman, Zeus, or That Thinner, Healthier, More Successful You who’s been curled up dormant in your guts your whole life, waiting for a chance to burst out of you like a spring-loaded alien. Better yet, resolve not to resolve anything. Be Zen. Let life happen to you. A surfer can’t make her own waves; she has to wait for them. Then it’s up to her to know what to do with them when they show up. Keep reading »
Every year we promise ourselves that things will be different in the months to come. “This year,” we say, hands in the air, in a triumphant sort of gesture, “I will say no to the chain smoking, late nights and that entire box of donuts. I will read! I will go back to yoga! Three times a week!” Then, no sooner has the first week of January come and gone before we’re back on our asses simultaneously smoking and consuming said entire box of donuts for no particular reason. So this year, screw it. Instead of countless personal vows that will fall by the wayside within weeks, we’re going to make some sartorial promises we can actually keep.
Personally, I plan to flat-out stop buying high-waisted, puffy skirts in favor of a more fitted variety. I’ve recently started wearing pencil skirts more often and pretty much everyone I know seems to think I’ve lost 20 pounds, prompting the switch as well as vague concern that all of my friends are incapable of discerning between a voluminous skirt and a disproportionately large ass. But I digress. Take the jump for New Year’s clothing resolutions from the rest of The Frisky staff, and join us for an increasingly stylish 2010! Keep reading »
Remember ages ago (over a year ago, actually — ancient history in the online world!), we invited you to write your six-word memoirs along with us? Smith Magazine, the people behind the phenomenon of the six-word memoir had just released a book, and this month they’ve got something new up their sleeves. From now until December 24th, they’re running a six-word resolution contest, saying: “Tell us your plans, hopes, dreams, motivations and mistakes you hope not to repeat in 2010 in just six words.” After the jump, check out the Frisky Staff’s six-word resolutions for 2010 and then leave your own in the comments!
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