He was a large man, almost too big for the small velvet chair, dressed in a dark scarlet suit with a long, lustrous beard the color of a magician's dove. The bright white beard appeared to be studded in sequins and curled softly up against his temples.
This year's guide: the revised, the updated, the ultimate manual on how to avoid getting touched, caressed, bumped, groped, shoved, tripped, smacked, kicked, whatever, while you shop for that perfect gift for that imperfect person.
January is upon us and the phones are starting to ring. It happens every year in our divorce law practice. It's the same old story: clients dissatisfied with the marital relationships, but not wanting to file for divorce until after the holidays.
No amount of philanthropic strategy-building or implementation fills my soul nearly as much as just sitting with a friend and letting them unfold. Be heard. Open up. Melt away walls. It's intimacy in its most authentic form.
Is keeping up with the Joneses getting you down -- financially, emotionally and let's face it, physically? What if you want to tell the Joneses to take a long walk off a short pier (in the most respectful, non-grinchlike way possible)?
A holiday weekend is coming up, which means that a lot of women will be spending time with their significant others. In the interest of keeping relationships intact, I thought about the ways we, as women, take a few too many liberties with our men and think it's okay.