Even though life expectancy has increased, a majority of Americans still do not have access to health care, which means they go without drugs, basic dental treatment, and eye care. These recent statistics scare me a bit. It's absolutely essential for American's to receive adequate health care.
Do you think the government should provide its citizens with free or low cost health care?
Recently I've noticed that I've become a people pleaser- meaning it's hard for me to say no to my friends or family. What's the deal with that? Maybe it's a woman thing. I don't know why I always put other people's happiness before my own. I've learned that saying no, is one of the simple secrets of happiness. It's not that I don't like doing things for my friends and family but I just don't know where to draw the line sometimes and I find myself doing things I don't want to and then I regret it. Remembering that you are the only person in charge of your life is important- that's not to say you should be rude and inconsiderate of your friend's needs but its ok to say no sometimes if you really don't want to do something. I've found that saying no actually helps build your friendships up because you don't resent the person for making you do something you were totally against doing in the first place. What do you guys think? Are you people pleasers too? Is it hard for you to say no to your friend or your family?
You've heard it muttered in hushed undertones from a female friend at a party or over Sunday brunch, or in a confessional phone call, those dreaded, embarrassing words: "I faked it last night." It's depressing to hear, not just that a woman didn't achieve an orgasm, but also that she felt the need to fake one. A 2004 Sex Survey found that almost 50% of women responders had faked orgasms. Another startling statistic? Men who responded "always had orgasm" 74% of the time, compared with 30% of women. Not surprisingly the percentage of women who "greatly enjoy" sex was 59% compared with 83% of men.
Why the disparity? An interesting study on feminism and sexual pleasure found that women who identified as feminists who were dating men who identified as feminists (feminism being the belief that women and men should be treated equally) were more likely to achieve a higher level of sexual pleasure. It makes sense to me -- if you feel open and equal to someone, then you're more likely to work at getting equality in all aspects of your relationship. And the two of you will respect each other enough to work at ensuring equal love and affection while being intimate.
There is plenty of advice for achieving an orgasm , but in addition to reading up on good relationship and intimacy advice, being in a relationship where both partners have a goal of achieving orgasm equality is an important part of moving away from "faking an orgasm" and not "greatly" enjoying sex. Here's to you and your partner's next shared Big O!
When I was younger there always used to be the point in the night where I would get really slap-happy drunk (no, my parents weren't spiking my Kool-Aid!) and the slightest thing could set me off laughing. Jump ahead a half-hour or hour into the night, and if I was still up, the slightest thing could set me off crying. Then the next day, if I didn't get enough sleep I'd be grumpy and snappy -- definitely not my usual cute-kid self. Sure, I was young and childish then, and I've matured (?) since then, but my Mom who knew best then, and still does, as mothers often do, always says that I'm just not my "happy-camper" when I don't get enough sleep. Now it seems researchers
It's bad enough that we have strangers spamming and phishing in our email in-boxes, both of which are major time-wasters and money-drainers. Not just that, those pesky emails can lead to invasion of privacy and one wrong click or one wrong send later, and you could become a victim of identity theft.
I think I was 8 or 9 when I realized my mom died her hair. I thought it was an awfully gross process. She got into this huge brown- streaked shirt (from years of dyeing) and the whole floor smelled like icky chemicals. So being the precocious young kid that I was I said something snotty like, "I'm never going to do that when I grow up. I don't care if I get gray hair."
Last week must have been my lucky week, or something. How often do you get to say you saw a presidential candidate (Barack Obama), a venerable rockstar (Bruce Springsteen), a songwriting global activist (Bono), a stand up comic (Chris Rock), a passionate pianist (Alicia Keys), the current IT songstress (Shakira) and a former U.S. President (Bill Clinton) – all within the span of three days?
I know, let me say it again, last week was my lucky week.
Though I may get a little star struck at times, one of the real reasons I felt so lucky to have seen these household names is because I got to observe each of them at a moment of pure passion for their career and for their life's work.
