You would be 12 years old. You would be finished with elementary school, excited to begin junior high. You would be crushing on various boys/girls, dreading taking a shower in gym class. You would have a favorite band. A favorite pop star. A favorite television program. You would be here.
There a few things that makes you want to have a baby. Seeing cute little babies in hats that have animal ears are one of them, the flood of baby pictures on your Facebook feed are another, and the constant questions from your mother of when it's finally going to happen. Well a new study has found something very strange that might actually want you to speed up your plan to have a baby.
Before we begin, let’s get a few facts straight, shall we? Clutter makes me panicky. Things like old envelopes, tickets, receipts, shoe boxes full of…nothing? I have a physical aversion. (An unmade bed? Sure. A sink with a few dishes? No problem. But a counter that has thingamabobs on it? Kill me softly.) To quote The Little Mermaid, "Look at this stuff? Isn't it neat?" NO, IT IS NOT NEAT. Pen caps, free coupon mailers, and business cards are the act of Satan and that is a certain, unalienable truth that cannot be argued. Moving on.
A study into the sex lives of 6,500 U.S. men and women, between the ages of 21 and 65, of gay, straight, and bisexual sexual orientation, found that in addition to the varied orgasms that women experience, our climaxes are also far more unpredictable. Apparently, our orgasms like to keep things mysterious, yet spicy, just like us.
Friendships make up some of the most treasured relationships in our lives. We share a lot with our closest friends, whether it's in the form of secrets, mutual interests, laughs or lifelong memories. There's no greater feeling than having a unique and unbreakable bond with the person you trust the most where you feel free to be yourself and can speak openly about anything.
One of my best friends is getting married next year and one of the toughest parts of the wedding planning? Deciding on the wedding music. She wants a band that will play a mix of old and new tunes to bring together the older folks and the younger ones, keep the party going but not get too cheesy. "I want the emcee to be smooth." Her fiancee's only requirement is that there is no Black Eyed Peas. Fergie solo is OK but no one will be getting down to "My Humps" on their big day.
I spotted him the moment I walked into the 30-and-up club. Clean-cut, well-dressed and being eye-balled by every broad in the joint. A girl dancing with him, which allowed me to pull one of my gutsiest moves to date: shimmy on over and take him away from her, smack-dab on the dance floor.
Nothing makes you zero in on your body's imperfections quite like the thought of stripping down in front of your new flame for the first time. Want to feel better in your skin?
Most people who've just met me think I'm extroverted. All outward-facing signs back it up: I can work a conference like nobody's business and I will small-talk you until there is not one trivial life fact that I don't know. If there's a lull in the conversation, I'll fill it and if there's a dance floor, I'm on it. I have no trepidations against introducing myself to complete strangers and and if you dare me to take a walk on the wild side, I'll probably do it. (I'll definitely do it if I've had a few gin & tonics.)