Tag: Love advice
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The Inherent Romance of a Hypothetical Near-Death Experience
I know I declared romance to be all but dead just last week, but I wanted to share a recent text exchange between myself and my spousal equivalent, XFE. I think it perfectly highlights how love (and concern for your partner’s welfare) can continue to bloom despite distance, bad dining choices, and self-inflicted injuries. Sure,…
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Friday Links: Anti-Valentine’s Edition
To quote some crazy dude in Japan’s Revolutionary Alliance of Men That Woman Are Not Attracted To: “The blood-soaked conspiracy of Valentine’s Day, driven by the oppressive chocolate capitalists, has arrived once again.” I really couldn’t have said it better myself. Although, I do confess a certain fondness for chocolate capitalists. Some links to help…
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Friday Links: Dolly Parton, Sloths, and Love Edition
Dolly Parton is my spiritual guru. I love her. In difficult situations here at Poe Communications and Industrial Services (for all your writing/editing/industrial needs, just Gmail me at thepoelog), I often ask myself: “What would Dolly do?” Then I give myself a little Dolly pep talk along the lines of pulling myself up by my…
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Hvar: Island of Hvarguments and Hvangovers (Part I)
Lest you think our vacation to Croatia was just sun-dappled blissfulness every single second, I bring you Hvar. Actually, Hvar was really a nice little beach town. It was quaint, with narrow medieval streets, cute little square where throngs of young people sat in the shadow of a large church talking and eating ice cream,…
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Lies I Ain’t Believing: Ray J’s “I Hit It First”
The cruel winter mistress has loosened her death grip on the DC region and allowed us all to thaw out for a minute. Rather than go outside this evening for a run, or go and get a much-needed pedicure, I’m sitting inside the house typing up this blog post. OK let’s be real: I’ll take…
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Valentine’s Day Wet Blanket
Yes, today is Valentine’s Day, as you may have noticed from the obnoxious month-long “Every Kiss Begins with Kay” commercials. (Know what else begins with K? Kick to the kidneys. Knock out to the kisser. Knee to the gonads. So congratulations, ad man, you get paid this month, courtesy of Sesame Street brought to you…
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I Live With Kanye West, and You Can Too
I am, it goes without saying, an incredibly lucky girl (well, for something that goes without saying, I’m about to spend a couple of hundred words saying it). I’m lucky for many reasons—my naturally curly hair being one of them—but perhaps I’m most lucky for having my personal chauffeur-chef-stylist-interior decorator-banker XFE in my life to…