The 3-Month Rule

First thing this morning I got a text from one of my friends, the kind I get all too often. “Met my future husband last night!” My response was my standard one: “Get back to me in three months.” If I’ve learned one valuable thing from the dating whirligig I’ve been on for the last six years (give or take six months here or there), it’s that you must wait at least three months before getting excited about the long-term possibilities of a new person. Continue reading

Are Silly Bandz The New Pickup Line?

Silly Bandz. Where do I even start? Where did they come from? How did they become popular? What’s the point of them? I don’t get it. They’re annoying. But hey, kids will be kids. And part of being a kid is hopping on the “silly trends” train. Yes, I had slap bracelets in 1990. But Silly Bandz for adult use? Hell no.

Apparently, Silly Bandz are a new flirtation trend for singles in bars and clubs. Continue reading

What Does Your Weird Secret Single Behavior Entail?

Since becoming single a year and a half ago, I’ve had the pleasure of living all by myself. As I’ve written before, I love living alone. I love being able to decorate exactly the way I like, I enjoy cooking meals for just myself (well, with leftovers for my pup, Lucca), and I consider full control of the DVR to be absolute bliss. Another thing I love about living alone is that I can indulge in my secret single behavior 24/7. For example, whenever I am getting comfy on my couch, indulging in a marathon of “Breaking Bad,” I often find myself sticking one hand down my shirt to cup my bare breast. I imagine I do this for the same reasons many dudes stick one hand down their pants while relaxing. It’s soft, it’s warm, it’s comforting. It’s a boob. It’s something I would never do around company. So, yeah, that’s the weird thing I do when I’m alone. And I’m alone a lot.

I want to know what your weird, secret single behavior entails. Dish in the comments and I’ll collect the answers into one big ol’ revealing look into what women are really up to when they’re alone — if you’re shy about sharing, {encode=”amelia@thefrisky.com” title=”email me”} and I’ll keep your answer anonymous! Continue reading

9 Shocking Statistics About Singles

Last week, I told you some pretty redunkulous wedding day hoopla statistics. But let me tell you, the numbers on unmarried people are even more surprising. I am one and I couldn’t believe ‘em! Check out what the census and other studies have shown about us unwed Americans. Hey, it might help you get your Grandpa to STFU with those spinster jokes! Continue reading

Girl Talk: Going Out To Bars Depresses Me

This weekend I went out on the town. I met one of my only single girlfriends out at a bar, drank a bucket load of prosecco, and watched her make out with an off-duty cop from New Jersey. I made excuses that I was exhausted and was back at home, in bed, at 2 a.m. Kelly was slightly disappointed in my turning in early. “This isn’t the Amelia I remember,” she scolded. “Next time, you’ve got to be out until at least four.” I promised her that next time I would be. But I was lying. Continue reading

Single For The Holidays: Tips For Making It Fun

As if the holidays aren’t already depressing enough, they can be just a tad bit more depressing when you’re single. There’s no one to buy gifts for, and worse, no one to buy gifts for you. Worse still, after the gift-giving holidays are over, there’s no one to kiss on New Year’s Eve.

Well, now that we’ve thoroughly depressed you, we’ll cheer you up with our tips for handling the holidays when you’re flying solo. Continue reading