Looking back on our afternoons spent running around, "whinnying" as horses, or making all manner of Ninja Turtle sounds around the neighborhood -- it's a kind of carefree, whimsy I now ache for.
Minimal Internet research had informed me that the café only served food that was mentioned on the show, but upon arrival I learned that they now serve personal pizzas and character-themed cupcakes.
We were best friends. You might say it was a brother-sister dynamic, except most brothers don’t spoon their sisters and kiss them on the mouth before bed.

Apr 13, 2014 at 11:00am | 34 comments

There are some days when I really only want to hang out with fat people. This is why.
Here are a few of the familiar types of lady-friendships that may require an eventual breakup (or at least someone getting a drink thrown in her face).
Being back on the East Coast, I'm physically closer to most of the people I feel comfiest around -- but they're still not as close as I'd like, dammit.
Apparently lots of people are insecure jerkwads who try to foil their friends' attempts to lose weight. Why am I not surprised by this?
the good men project
I have been married for going on fifteen years. I haven’t been on a date since the 1990s. And, yet, now that I’m a dad, I am now repeating the awkward behaviors that plagued my dating life, but this time, it’s with the moms and dads of kids my daughter likes.
thought catalog
I feel confident that I’d be happy and fulfilled in a relationship but the thing is that I’m happy and fulfilled now.
I'm done with restaurant line sitting. Treat your friends to an amazing New Years Day brunch with this step by step how-to that ends with Stuffed French Toast, Bruleed Grapefruit, Biscuits and Sausage Gravy and an amazing frittata. And hair of the dog.
Buy some backup cell phone power already.
Most people learn trust as a child from the people raising them, but I learned to go on roller coasters on my own.
Before you drive yourself insane with elaborate plans and over the top recipes, no one will ever talk about your Thanksgiving in terms of how moist the turkey was. But just in case.
social media
The goofy, dorky awkwardness I have in person transforms into sharply delivered one-liners on Twitter and Facebook.
single girls
I'm not a wild animal that's going to pursue any man she sees. We're not coyotes, he'll be fine.
I'm trying to figure out the right way to cut the negative people out of my life -- even if those people are my friends.
You might recall that I wasn’t even all that interested in home ownership. But a project like this just seeps into everything, almost like an obsession you can’t quit (really, you can’t or we might have tried at some point).

Aug 15, 2013 at 6:00pm | 56 comments

They’ve helped you move. (If they help you move during the summer, they’re the realest friend, and you better buy them some type of friendship ring or at least the 2 for $20 at Chili’s.)
the frisky
The short answer: Time heals all wounds. The long answer? Well, that’s a little more complicated.