Apart from being many families' new favorite Christmas tradition, the Elf on the Shelf is also a multi-million dollar industry. But not everyone loves the Elf, myself included. In fact, it seems there's been a bit of an elphin backlash this year. Here's why...
Hanukkah (or Chanukah or one of many other spellings) is a Jewish festival that comes around the time of Christmas. Many people know it for the progressive lighting of the candles on its nine branched menorah, for latkes or potato pancakes, for gift giving, for singing and for dreidels.
It's one of Romania's more colorful customs: bride-napping. And the tradition of snatching the bride from under the nose of groom and guests with the wedding party in full swing is getting bigger, brasher and an increasingly common sight in the Romanian capital, the Balkans' undisputed party town.
If dating had hard and fast rules, there would be no single people. The world would be a relatively happy place where everyone was in love and beamed happiness as they held hands in the park and merrily frolicked along. ...Right?
Stay-at-home dads and breadwinning moms may be the norm soon, predicts Liza Mundy in her new book, "The Richer Sex." She points out that "almost forty percent of U.S. working wives now outearn their husbands," and that traditional gender roles are a thing of the past. It's not surprising, given that society's view of women has rapidly changed in the past century. But what does this mean for relationships?
St. Patrick's Day is around the corner, and we can't help but feel the Irish love. We're all about green beer, shamrocks, and leprechauns, but there's a lot more to Irish tradition than the commercialized side of the holiday — especially when it comes to Irish wedding traditions.
Ever since we were in pre-kindergarten, Valentine's Day has been marked by cards, flowers, chocolate, and—depending on your luck—that One Special Person. But do you know why Valentine's Day is the way it is? Like 'em or loathe 'em, here we explain the holiday's most popular traditions.
As an engaged woman, I was both surprised and appalled when I read an article on The Stir stating that 50% of Americans believe it should be legally required for a woman to take her husband's last name. My first thought was: Who took this survey anyway, a bunch of people from Middle-of-Nowhere America (no offense, really) who've been completely cut off from the modern world?
This year will be the first time you're celebrating the holidays with the kids... alone. How are you going to handle all of the responsibility without your children seeing you break a sweat (or shed a tear)? Being A Single Parent Has Made Me A Better (Future) Husband
Whether you've been dating for weeks or years, the first holiday meal you spend at his family's house is unnerving. Hopefully, you've met his family before this big day, though maybe you haven't. Regardless, the premiere Thanksgiving at his parents' house is an entirely new adventure — who knows what you're walking into?
It started with a small idea. A client sat down in my office, sharing her concerns for how she could impart her valuable life experiences to her child; and better, how could she do it in a way that would preserve her voice, in the chance that she didn’t live long enough to share it day by day and year after year. While she happened to be an older mother, she did, for all intents and purposes, have plenty of time to educate her daughter and share her wealth of knowledge.
If you have a close, communicative, tell-each-other-everything relationship with your mom, that's great (and rare). But, like it or not, your mom does come from a different generation.
It's an age-old tradition that has been followed, seemingly without too much protest, for years. For most, making the switch to their husband's last name is exciting; a sort of "final seal" on the lifelong vows you've made. But many women are challenging this tradition nowadays, especially those who are less religious and more educated.
Halloween comes from an old Pagan tradition called Samhain, meaning "end of summer," and marks the final harvest for the year. Generally celebrated on October 31, referred to as "spirit-night," there was believed to be a magical interval of time and space temporarily suspended, and the veil between the worlds lifted. It is a time to communicate with ancestors and departed loved ones as they journey through this world on their way to the Summerlands. They honor the Dark Mother and Dark Father, symbolized by the Crone and her aged Consort.
It seems clear that we are in a time where gender roles and expectations are rapidly being redefined and altered. Although these new definitions are, no doubt, giving both genders some more freedom, are they simultaneously making a handful of people a bit more uncomfortable as well? Madame Noire took to the streets to try and discover just this. They interviewed several New Yorkers to see how they'd feel if a husband, instead, decided to take a woman's last name. You won't believe some of their responses.
When did lace ankle socks, white patent leather mary jane’s, a new pastel spring dress, kid gloves, and a new Easter bonnet that complementarily matched your grandma, mom, and sister fade out of style? When did waking up early before the birds as your family got ready for Easter sunrise service go out of style? Why do we wistfully look to kids to bring back the nostalgia of our own childhood, and what each new spring brings to a sleeping world: a chance to begin anew? When is the last time you wore an Easter bonnet?
We’re good friends with a family who dressed up as the Incredibles last Halloween. It was, well, incredible. Each family member matched perfectly with one of the characters from the animated movie, and they even had portraits taken by a professional photographer friend. I was impressed with the family as a whole; with the effect of five people showing up to parties in perfect costume, with the kids' enthusiasm for the theme, and for the parents’ willingness to be kind of goofy for the sake of their kids – and in Spandex, no less. I admired them as I sat in my standard blue jeans thinking, “There is absolutely no way I would dress up with my family.”