You’re annoyed with yourself. Very. Downright angry, now that you think about it. You vowed last month you’d stick to your diet and slim down for the summer, and here you are, berating yourself over that double fudge extravaganza you pigged out on last night.
Which wouldn’t be so bad except for the caramel-vanilla ice cream delight you fell prey to the week before. And oh! There’s that whipped ream strawberry confection that the love of your life insisted you share with him just a few days earlier. All right, fine! So sweets are your downfall, what of it?!
Filed under How Do You Feel About Kids:
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The End. I inferred the following:
1) If I wanted kids, I would have them by now.
2) No one can actually want kids.
3) You may have kids, but that doesn't mean you wanted them.
As I get older, I've discovered a decidedly negative view of childbirth and children, mostly from women in their late 20s and early 30s. This is radically different from my college years.
Cosmetic surgery is not just for celebrities who want to reverse time to recapture their youthful looks anymore. These days, confidence-boosting surgical procedures have become the weapon of choice of many Americans against wrinkles, sagging breasts or loose jowls, in an attempt to meet the pro-youth beauty standards of our culture.
By Jared Sais of CupidsPulse.com
It all started during the Oscars when Ben Affleck stated his marriage to Jennifer Garner was “work.” He recently hosted Saturday Night Live (SNL) and addressed his choice of words in his monologu
What's better than dozing in a comfy bed? Cuddling with your best friend! These eight adorable animals know the value of a good night's rest ... and sharing the covers. Sweet dreams!
By Robert Manni for CupidsPulse.com
It is the best of times. It is the worst of times…for dating.
The deepening integration of technology into modern life has in many ways pulled the world closer together. Unfortunately, when it comes to developing basic social skills and maintaining a sense of privacy and decorum it has also pushed us further apart.
The hardest thing for me to admit is that I believe something is wonky with my heart. For the past several months I’ve been indulging the Get the Guy system by Matthew Hussey and plunged into Debi Berndt’s Engaged in a Year Coaching program. Either I am suffering from a serious case of Old Maid’s disease or this is limerance in need of a shrink.
This is the tale of how I went about getting married to who was once my longtime college sweetheart. It didn’t end well, but it was fun while it lasted, and there’s still lots of fun in the telling.
As we watched the gold-banded ring swirl 'round and 'round in the toilet bowl of reality, we realized we were on an alternative path to matrimony.
I was a college bound senior in high school and I fell like a dope in love. He was one of those anarchist punk types that roamed the halls of the school, a dream in steel toed Doc Martens and Japanime-wild hair. My mother screamed, my father tried to talk me out of it, but no use. Have you ever tried talking to a seventeen year old girl about how the boyfriend she loves more than weekends and snow days combined isn’t the best for her? Besides, I was hip-deep in anarchopunk bliss myself--I only occasionally surfaced into the mainstream.
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