We stuck together. That is, until we grew out of it.
After many years as a seasonal employee, I've developed a keen sense of what actually constitutes good manners while shopping. You probably don't have them. You're rude and annoying and you probably don’t even know it.
Online dating can be a demoralizing exercise in extreme frustration. It's even worse when you're trying to date someone who doesn't bother to mention his sketchy drug and mental health history.
I want to start wearing make-up to work but I am dreading the comments/questions.
Here are a few unexpected benefits to heading over the river and through the woods to a holiday celebration with your partner’s family…
Should I start emailing my mom articles about fat acceptance?
Eventually I learned how to wash any head. How intimate it is.
All I’m saying is, trying to date someone can be complicated enough, even without throwing our social media accounts into the mix
This couple documents all their fights on Twitter -- but Ed and I only ever have one fight!
I think I'm finally getting okay with "the inevitability of aging."
Suddenly, we're feeling a lot more observant.
Emoticons and grief don't mix well.
At this stage of the game, I’m a pretty good idea launcher, but it’s definitely been an acquired skill. In my twenties and thirties, I often procrastinated, stewed, second-guessed myself or overly polished a concept, sometimes so much so that I totally missed the moment of opportunity.