Tom was English, an army vet and dirty in a way that made me think he would be good in bed. I was somewhat mistaken. Things went from blah to worse when I realized that we went to bed at the exact wrong time in my menstrual cycle. Too bad about my comforter...
"Put down the toilet seat!" "Clean the gutters!" "Change the light bulb!" These 'obvious' bits of nagging are actually the laziest forms of relationship clichés. [Yawn.] Not all women are naggers, and not all men are nag-ees. That said, nagging does happen. And because it's so hard for men and examples. (I may have exagerrated just a little, but you get the point.) What You Say: "Oh, are you playing Madden again?" What He Hears: "Video games are for teenage boys or fat virgins. When will you grow up and become a man with self-respect? You disgust me."
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When you have an argument with your significant other, do you reach for a pint of ice cream or a bag of barbecue chips? If you’re feeling lonely, do you find comfort in a bowl of mac and cheese or a slice of pizza? If so, you may be suffering from emotional eating disorder. Here's how to combat the problem.
I'm one half of the team behind the food blog, A Mouse Bouche, which I have been co-writing with my sister Megan ("The Mouse") since 2007. We are not food professionals, we are working artists who love to eat, love to cook, and love to talk about eating and cooking. Although we write about food and share recipes, we think of it more as a blog about life... through the important lens of snacking.
I was 14 years old, and to be honest, back then I was more concerned with my grades at school and the newest Justin Timberlake CD than boys. He was in the same class as me and a typical awkward teen boy: shy, had braces, but cute in that dorky sort of way. Growing up in the same neighborhood, Alex and I used to walk the same route home from school every day. After he sheepishly asked me out one day, I reluctantly said okay.
Since we often think of celebration as synonymous with splurging, celebrating a special occasion without spending a ton of money can be a challenge. Here are nine ideas to help you plan a romantic date night that doesn't break the bank.
It's 9 p.m. on a Sunday. What does your boyfriend usually do on Sunday nights? Play video games? Catch up on work? Pick the lint out of his belly button? Mine is checking the oven right now to see how crispy his chicken pot pie is.
It all began when I was in New York City killing time before a business meeting. Having always loved dining out, I was happy to stumble upon an enticing-looking restaurant called the Banc Café. I walked in and requested a table for one — I was freshly out of a relationship, so this seemed like a bold move at the time.
My husband and I come from different worlds. He comes from solid Midwestern stock. They repress their feelings, eat casserole and play baseball. My family? We're a mess of anxiety disorders, we listen to Gilbert and Sullivan and our favorite sport is Chinese Checkers. So, the moment Dave proposed, and I said "yes," I knew I had to do something.
In January of this year, I began my love affair with vegetables. It started as a weight-loss mission; I was overweight and looking to dig myself out of the hole of shame that extra helpings of spaghetti and pints of ice cream had buried me in. I lost about 30 pounds. Then, as April came to a close, I began another love affair...
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While the male home chef may be en vogue, there are still men out there who are afraid or simply clueless about how to start cooking, especially if it's for their significant other or family. Here's advice for getting your guy started in the kitchen.
We've all heard the expression "The quickest way to a man's heart is through his stomach." But for John and me, food was the quickest way to our first argument. He said I didn't eat enough of it, and he didn't mean portion size.