In honor of the highly anticipated midnight kiss on New Year's Eve, I scoured the Internet for the best kissing advice online. Not like I need it or anything. Kidding.
Among the highlights of my search?
One guide offers a 22-step process on how to kiss. Really?!? I had no idea it was that complicated. At the same time, I wish this guide would've been around when my adolescent self was reading Judy Blume books for relationship tips.
Speaking of adolescent awkwardness, I also Googled "how to kiss with braces" and found lots of helpful manuals, including this one. I revisited plenty of teen nightmares upon finding this article: how to kiss someone with braces without getting stuck.
And here's one just for you, guys...assuming you can handle the truth. Click here for the top 10 signs you're a bad kisser. Don't worry, there's always time to improve.
Friday, December 30, 2011
Thursday, December 29, 2011
Walking down the aisle
Among the holiday traditions I witnessed when I was home for Christmas: my dad making multiple trips to the grocery store, trying to decipher long lists of ingredients my mom needed for dinner.
I have lots of memories involving my dad and grocery shopping.
My favorite is a Sunday routine I had during childhood. My dad and I would wake up early and attend 7:30 a.m. Mass together, then hit the supermarket and buy a week's worth of dinner materials.
My dad's involvement in weekly shopping hardly seemed progressive at the time, but this article made me rethink that.
The headline: "More men taking the reins of the cart." Here's an excerpt:
Experts say the trend has been building slowly for decades. But the recession hit men disproportionately with layoffs and left many of them home to manage the household.
The nation's biggest food and personal-products manufacturers are taking notice, attempting to market products and adjust store layouts to cater to men.
It's a paradigm shift for the $560 billion retail food industry that has patently referred to the primary customer as "she," focusing marketing and advertising firepower on women, and mothers in particular — sometimes making fun of dads in the process.
Interesting, right? In your relationship, is grocery shopping a distinctly "male" or "female" task -- or do you share the shopping duties?
I have lots of memories involving my dad and grocery shopping.
My favorite is a Sunday routine I had during childhood. My dad and I would wake up early and attend 7:30 a.m. Mass together, then hit the supermarket and buy a week's worth of dinner materials.
My dad's involvement in weekly shopping hardly seemed progressive at the time, but this article made me rethink that.
The headline: "More men taking the reins of the cart." Here's an excerpt:
Experts say the trend has been building slowly for decades. But the recession hit men disproportionately with layoffs and left many of them home to manage the household.
The nation's biggest food and personal-products manufacturers are taking notice, attempting to market products and adjust store layouts to cater to men.
It's a paradigm shift for the $560 billion retail food industry that has patently referred to the primary customer as "she," focusing marketing and advertising firepower on women, and mothers in particular — sometimes making fun of dads in the process.
Interesting, right? In your relationship, is grocery shopping a distinctly "male" or "female" task -- or do you share the shopping duties?
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
New Year's Resolution Generator
And...I'm back! Sorry for the brief absence -- I wanted to unplug for a few days so I could enjoy some quality time with my family. That's right, folks. I went home for Christmas for the first time in five years.
I'd forgotten how much I missed our holiday traditions. I've always had somewhere to go on Dec. 25, but there really is no place like home for the holidays.
Anyway...who's excited for New Year's Eve? I compiled a pretty thorough list of local bar parties, which will run in Thursday's To Do section. I'll post a link on the blog Thursday, too.
Aside from champagne and glitter, this week generates discussions of New Year's resolutions. My colleague Sara Pauff has done a great job with her series on the topic.
Here's another tool to help craft your 2012 goals: an online New Year's Resolution Generator. Yes, it does all the work for you.
I tried it, and my first automatically generated resolution was to watch the sunrise in 2012. Yeah, probably not gonna happen unless I'm on an early morning run.
Resolution No. 2: "Be a rockstar."
That's more like it.
I'd forgotten how much I missed our holiday traditions. I've always had somewhere to go on Dec. 25, but there really is no place like home for the holidays.
Anyway...who's excited for New Year's Eve? I compiled a pretty thorough list of local bar parties, which will run in Thursday's To Do section. I'll post a link on the blog Thursday, too.
Aside from champagne and glitter, this week generates discussions of New Year's resolutions. My colleague Sara Pauff has done a great job with her series on the topic.
Here's another tool to help craft your 2012 goals: an online New Year's Resolution Generator. Yes, it does all the work for you.
I tried it, and my first automatically generated resolution was to watch the sunrise in 2012. Yeah, probably not gonna happen unless I'm on an early morning run.
Resolution No. 2: "Be a rockstar."
That's more like it.
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Drinking with Mom and Dad
Happy holidays! Since many of you are likely heading home for Christmas, I figured this was a good time to offer some words of caution about drinking with Mom and Dad.
Some people stay away from the actively entirely. Others embrace it, savoring a chance to view Mom and Dad as equals amid a backdrop of poor karaoke.
And me? I'm somewhere in between.
I've had cocktails with my parents, but never to the point of "I'm so drunk, I can't believe I just said that."
As cool as it is to shatter the barriers of authority, I'm old school in my perceptions of parental units. I want them to be parents, not friends. I don't necessarily want to hear their stories of failed romantic flings and/or previous drunken escapades.
Go ahead, take Mom to the bar. But limit your fun...and pick up her tab.
Some people stay away from the actively entirely. Others embrace it, savoring a chance to view Mom and Dad as equals amid a backdrop of poor karaoke.
And me? I'm somewhere in between.
I've had cocktails with my parents, but never to the point of "I'm so drunk, I can't believe I just said that."
As cool as it is to shatter the barriers of authority, I'm old school in my perceptions of parental units. I want them to be parents, not friends. I don't necessarily want to hear their stories of failed romantic flings and/or previous drunken escapades.
Go ahead, take Mom to the bar. But limit your fun...and pick up her tab.
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Paws amid Christmas stress
So, I'm definitely feeling the stress of the pre-Christmas rush. Please forgive me for not writing a longer post.
However, I'll leave you with this photo of my dog in her Christmas dress. Yes, I am "that girl."
Hope you're having a great week!
Monday, December 19, 2011
Monday power anthem
You'll either love or hate me for picking this song. Hopefully "love" is the correct answer.
Hope you're having a great week and handling the stress of Christmas crunch time.
Take a deep breath and try to have fun.
Friday, December 16, 2011
Dating a journalist
Props to my local media friend Sarah Panko for directing me to this article, "5 things you should know before dating a journalist."
The post has attracted 350 comments, many of which center on a debate over whether "towards" is a word.
I love it...and while I hate to say it, I agree with the warnings.
My favorite is No. 2: "At some point, you will be a topic." Everyone I've dated -- even a single date -- has been inspiration for one of my columns or blog posts. Go ahead, call me the Taylor Swift of journalism. No, really. Do it.
I've been fortunate in that nobody has ever complained -- to my face -- about appearing in a column.
Actually, the only memorable criticism I received was from my current boyfriend, a fellow journalist. Early in our relationship, I told him I'd put him in a column and he responded, "I'd prefer to get my fame in other ways."
Ouch, right? Not like I'm still bitter or anything.
The post has attracted 350 comments, many of which center on a debate over whether "towards" is a word.
I love it...and while I hate to say it, I agree with the warnings.
My favorite is No. 2: "At some point, you will be a topic." Everyone I've dated -- even a single date -- has been inspiration for one of my columns or blog posts. Go ahead, call me the Taylor Swift of journalism. No, really. Do it.
I've been fortunate in that nobody has ever complained -- to my face -- about appearing in a column.
Actually, the only memorable criticism I received was from my current boyfriend, a fellow journalist. Early in our relationship, I told him I'd put him in a column and he responded, "I'd prefer to get my fame in other ways."
Ouch, right? Not like I'm still bitter or anything.
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