We live in a world of constant stimulation, much of which is the bad kind. We are almost always surrounded by people, and if not, we are connected to them at all times. We are always busy and find it ...
“I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!” I wailed, shaking with rage as I rolled to a stop behind a caterpillar of red lights, orange cones sitting stubbornly in the middle of the road. I ...
*** A few years ago I hired a father-son handyman team to help me get my house ready to put on the market. Among other things, my outside doorknobs were in bad shape so they installed new ones. The ...
When words of affirmation is your love language, but your partner is bad with their emotions, you have to start by being honest about your feelings. You can’t expect them to read your ...
You’re not stupid. You realize he stopped talking to you after he found someone new. You’re just not sure why. Did his girlfriend get jealous and force him to stop talking to you? Or did ...
1. Well shit, I had no idea I had so much in common with everyone else. 2. I’m not responsible for their bad taste. 3. Do I get bonus points if I care? 4. You’re allowed to have a wrong ...
1. Congratulate her whenever she accomplishes something, no matter how small. 2. Encourage her when she is feeling self-conscious and doubting herself. 3. Support her in everything she tries to ...
1. Make her coffee to drink as soon as she wakes up in the morning. 2. Blast her favorite music when you’re driving in the car together. 3. Buy her a gift certificate for a relaxing spa day. 4. ...
1. Let her wear your soft, fuzzy sweatshirts that smell exactly like you. 2. Give her shoulder massages before she even has to ask. 3. Hold her hand (or rest it on her thigh) while you’re ...
Let’s face it: This season of The Bachelor has been a trainwreck so deliciously gigantic that out of sheer secondhand embarrassment, we just can’t stop staring. There have been divisive, ...
In life, there’s something called the law of reverse effort. Reverse effort is why sand sits in your palm when it’s open and relaxed, but slips through your fingers when you grip it ...
He told me I was like an angel, with beaten and battered wings that glistened in the sunlight, a voice ever-so-soft, and a touch ever-so-pure. I lit a cigarette with his name on it and said, ...
