Yesterday I confessed to Ami that ever since she told me that her dad buys every single CD they sell at Starbucks, I haven’t been able to stop laughing about it. I just get so much joy from this knowledge and the image of her dad getting really excited about new releases at the register when buying a latte. She told me this, like, 2 years ago and it’s become a Forever Laugh. What’s a Forever Laugh, you ask? It’s a memory/joke/scene/mental image that will ALWAYS make you laugh, from now until your dying day, and may cause you to burst into giggles at the most inappropriate times. Forever Laughs are awesome because when you’re sad or stressed, you can just conjure one up, laugh, and feel a little better. I asked the rest of the Frisky ladies to share some of their FLs. Check them out below, and tell us yours in the comments! Keep reading »
The #1 reason I love to travel is also the #1 reason I love to, umm, be alive: FOOD. Sure, experiencing other cultures is nice, and expanding my horizons, and seeing cool stuff, blah, blah, blah, but when I think back on my most memorable travel moments, nearly all of them involved a truly unforgettable meal that I could never have gotten back home. A couple of friends and I got to talking about our best travel meals ever the other day, and the ensuing conversation was so drool-worthy that I thought it would make for a fun open post. After the jump, read some other travel food highlights from the rest of The Frisky staff (spoiler alert: most of our best food memories are from Italy, but hey, can you blame us?), and please share yours in the comments! Keep reading »
It was recently brought to my attention that age 28 is often a big, crazy, life-changing year for people. Reasons range from Saturn return to cell turnover to psychological development to societal expectations, but I’m not as interested in the specific explanation as I am in people’s unique experiences at this age. The vast majority of my friends tell me 28 marked a huge shift in their lives, their relationships, their careers, living situations, etc. A very unscientific Twitter poll I conducted yielded similar responses. Anecdotally, at least, it seems that 28 is kind of a big deal.
I’m almost halfway through my 28th year and damn, has this been true for me. I moved across the country, dealt with/am dealing with some intense family transitions, lost and gained some very close friends, and feel like I’m on a path of self growth and acceptance that is simultaneously scary and rewarding.
I’d love to hear about what 28 was like for you. Was it challenging, empowering, horrible, wonderful, liberating, enraging, intense, or wholly forgettable? Please indulge my curiosity and share your experience in the comments!
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Some extremely lucky person in Lexington, South Carolina bought the winning $400 million Powerball ticket this week. After they consult a financial adviser and put extra locks on their door, this solo winner will get to start pondering a real-life version of that classic fantasy question: What would you buy if you won the lottery? In light of this huge jackpot, we couldn’t resist doing a little pondering ourselves… Read on to find out how The Frisky staff would spend the cash, and share your own Powerball-funded dreams in the comments! Keep reading »
This past weekend, I was craving a smoothie in a really profound way. Sometimes I get very specific food urges that must be heeded immediately; for example, a couple weeks ago I said to my boyfriend, “I think I’m really depressed because I haven’t been eating enough beets!” so obviously we had roasted beets for dinner and I instantly felt much better emotionally.
So anyway, I really wanted a smoothie. And I didn’t even want to make my own smoothie using the fruits and veggies in my fridge — I specifically wanted to pay someone else to make me a giant smoothie. On Sunday, I couldn’t take it anymore, so I stopped into a local Smoothie King (Why not? I thought. This place is the king of smoothies!) and started perusing the large, confusing menu. A young woman appeared at the counter, sighed, and said, “Ready to order?” in a tone that indicated I was taking way too long. There was no one in line behind me and the menu took up an entire wall and included a number of made-up words, so I smiled and told her I needed a bit more time, thanks.
This is when she rolled her eyes at me, left the counter, and went to talk to a guy in the lobby. Keep reading »
When Nick and I moved, we sold our TV, and for the past couple months we’ve been toying with the idea of living a TV-free life. It was nice for awhile, but soon we realized we had turned into that special breed of hipster who says “I don’t watch TV,” but spends, like, six hours a day watching Netflix TV shows on their laptop. We love TV. So sue us. Last week, we decided to stop squinting at our laptops and bought a new TV. Since we didn’t have a table to put it on in the living room, we were like, “Hey, let’s put it in the bedroom for now! We can snuggle and have movie nights!” And yeah, that didn’t really work out. Keep reading »