Something weird is in the air. Have you noticed it? Nothing seems to be going right. Important e-mails have been bounced. Your laptop or cell phone has gone kaput. Your love life seems to have taken a turn for the worst. You may have even been dumped. That thing you’ve been avoiding? Well, it’s come back to haunt you, hasn’t it?
Blame it on Mercury in retrograde. It began August 20 and will continue its terrible reign until September 12th. Keep reading »
I was always pretty resistant to marriage, but—because I looked up to my mother so much, because we were so close, and because I felt that she presented to me such a healthy version of both motherhood and long-term love—I ached for a traditional family. Now I’m almost 30, I recently celebrated my three-year wedding anniversary, and my husband and I are trying to have children.
This worries me. Keep reading »
It happens to the best of men: arousal but no lift … interest but no erection. When a man can’t get it up, the experience for him and his partner falls somewhere between awkward and utterly mortifying—I’ve even heard of men not calling women back because they were so ashamed of their inability to keep things on the up and up. Keep reading »
It’s tempting to assume men only want two things: steak and sex.
Entire days are devoted to perpetuating these kinds of cliches, yet they are humorous for men because we’re amused that women assume this false notion is all we want. We’re quite complicated creatures, and although probably not as baffling as any space alien from a Candace Bushnell column, men have secret wish lists of emotional needs that you may or may not be meeting. Keep reading »
Changing the location of your sexcapades can add spice and variety, both of which are important. Since there are so many places and so little time, our friends Jennifer Hunt and Dan Baritchi of the Ask Dan and Jennifer sex advice site, have done the research for you in their new book 1,001 Best Places To Have Sex In America: A When, Where, and How Guide. Keep reading »
Despite my best intentions, my marriage isn’t new or hip or trendy. I cook and clean. He does the lawn and the taxes. I sew curtains and decorate. He watches the budget and fixes the garbage disposal. It’s not that way because I am trying to reverse the women’s movement; it’s just that our marriage works better that way. I am a better cook. He’s a whiz at taxes. I really enjoy a nicely Swiffered floor. He loves multiple trips to Home Depot. Call it genetics. Call it culture. It’s who we are. Keep reading »