evolution

I know when I’m getting my period. Not because I keep a detailed or accurate record of my cycle, but because it’s usually around the time when I start to wonder why I suddenly dislike so many people all at once and so intensely.

Apparently both humans and dogs get the runner’s high, but ferrets don’t. I wonder what a certain professor at the University of Arizona was high on when he wondered if ferrets could get a runner's high.

I come from a family of four children, two girls and two boys. My parents, who have been married for nearly four decades, are loving, attentive and hyper-involved in all our lives. I’ve never doubted their affection for me—it borders on obsession, frankly—or their authentic investment in my happiness.

According to a 2010 paper (via Time.com) published in the journal of Personality and Individual Differences, women in their 30s and 40s not only have more sex than women in their 20s (take that fresh-faced undergrads!) they report more frequent and intense sexual fantasies (double whammy!).

One of the best, most satisfying things in the world is a deep belly laugh, or those uncontrollable chuckles when you just can't pull it together. But why does laughing make us feel so good?