By Nikki Glor for GALTime Get OUT! When the morning news meteorologist woke up much of America with warmer-than-average temperatures each week this winter, we heard "wake up and get out!" If you were like much of the country and decided the thermometer reading meant less time on the treadmill and more time in your jogging gloves, you are probably in better shape for it. Thanks, Mother Nature!
As the threat of Hurricane Irene continues to loom over the East Coast, many, especially New Yorkers, are trying to figure out if it would be best to stay or to leave. In case our hurricane-sex talk (it really is hotter, the vast majority says!) wasn't enough to convince you that being stuck inside during a storm isn't so bad, the Village Voice's brilliant "How to Find Your Hurricane Boyfriend" will be.
Hurricane Irene is heading for the East Coast, and some say it'll be the worst hurricane we've had in decades. Many of you will be hunkered down at home, just waiting for it to end. And if you have a partner, it just might be a great opportunity to get busy...
It seems pretty appropriate that most people think summer is the steamiest month and sexy time cools down in the winter, doesn't it? According to MSNBC, the Associated Press conducted a poll of over 1,000 randomly selected adults to gather statistics on how weather affects our romantic lives. The numbers were taken in late January when snowstorms crashed through the Northeast—and it turns out most people weren't feeling the love during the winter chill. Just eight percent of those polled picked winter as the sexiest month, whereas summer was the most selected at 44 percent.
Sex author Ian Kerner says hot, humid weather can actually improve your sex life. Three ways a hot day can lead to better sex that night.
Sometimes winter can seem like a drag—runny noses, dry skin, biting cold, days spent inside... you know the drill. Well instead of pining for the romantic rites of spring to start, focus on all of the many ways a winter affair can warm you up, pass the time and bring color to your cheeks!
For two weeks in June 2008, heavy rains and widespread flooding pummeled the Midwest. The nation's worst natural disaster since Hurricane Katrina, the floodwaters decimated downtown Cedar Rapids, Iowa, causing an estimated five billion dollars in damage and displacing over 2,000 people. Flood survivors recount how they lost everything but kept their marriages together.
It all began right after our tour of Peter Island in the British Virgin Islands: gray skies, drizzle, word of a "tropical storm warning," and then the news that we'd be in the path of a possible category three hurricane. That meant the various activities included in our honeymoon package—the drive to the top of the island to watch the sunset, the excursion to the Virgin Gorda to go snorkeling, the trip to the private beach—were promptly nixed. "It's fine," said Steve, as I started to whine. "I'd rather be here in the middle of a hurricane than anywhere else. At least we're together." Whatever. Nice words, but they weren't clearing the skies—or getting us a refund. I'm usually a real Girl Scout about stuff like this, able to buck up in the direst of circumstances, but my honeymoon was my turf, and it was being peed on by God.
