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Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
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Sunday, 5 January 2014

It doesn't do to dwell


Happy Sunday! 

I love Sundays, my parents are playing golf (or spoiling a good walk, depending on how they play), I have to clean the kitchen (which I love because I'm an OCD clean-freak at heart), there is football on the TV (Derby County vs. Chelsea, BT Sport 1:30pm - see you there), I have an assignment to write (not so much to love about that...), later we will be partaking in a lovely Sunday tea - I believe we are having pork tenderloin (or latissimus dorsi as I like to call it), washed down with some excelled vin rouge from some region of France, followed by a few scoops of Ben and Jerries, finishing the assignment and reading. I have to have a relaxing Sunday as I go for a long run Monday mornings - we'll see about that. 

Anyway, the title of this post, I will admit, is a bit deep but I live my life by this quote (try to) and I have only just learnt who said it AND that it isn't the full quote! The full quote is "it doesn't do to dwell on dreams and forget to live" - now this to me could be interpreted very differently. Dreams as in "future plans and aspirations" or dreams as in "that really scary one I had a few nights ago". But this quote comes from J.K.Rowling - surely the biggest dreamer on the planet?! No one can write that many books about magic without a little bit of dreaming. Therefore I have edited her quote to "It doesn't do to dwell". 

I am the biggest worrier ever - hence why I am never having children and why I stay well away from anything merely bad for me and run just incase I get a blocked artery from eating two biscuits in one day. A bit extreme, but so, so true. If you dwell, the problem seems worse and gets blown out of proportion, but if you skip through life without a care in the world a) you're the envy of everyone, b) how do you do it? and c) you're probably living life the best way! A little bit of worrying is good for us as it keeps us on our toes but dwelling to the point of insanity never helped anyone and it drains your energy then you need to buy Manuka honey which never helps anyone because it is so flipping expensive. Forgetting to live is the worst part, you'll miss so much time and when you hit 40 you'll look back and see how much time you wasted worrying - trust me, a wise owl told me it once - not in a dream! Very philosophical for a girl of 20 - but I've had a lot of practise!

Have a good Sunday and a fabulous week! (I really must get back to my assignment) 
RHS x 

Thursday, 14 November 2013

Warm Fuzzy

Definitely time for another Warm Fuzzy (and not Ben May's version - thanks Ben.) 

I love this song, it a) reminds me of my dad singing it in the way Louis does and b) it was played at my Great-grandma's funeral in July, and whenever I hear it, it reminds me of them both. 

I found this version where Louis talks about what he means by "What A Wonderful World" and it's so cute. 

My favourite part of his speech is "Love, baby, love - that's the secret"

Enjoy 


RHS x

Friday, 2 August 2013

Boyfriends vs. Friends - which is better and why

nutters.
Ok, I've had aeroplane rides that have lasted longer than relationships. 
What am I talking about?! 

I've had showers that have lasted longer than relationships... 
Entering my card pin has lasted longer than relationships...

relationshipS (s?! - plural?!) 

I've had one (ONE) relationship ("relationship"), that lasted a month. I was 15. 
It was pretty awful, I will be honest. I just thought he was attractive, wasn't sure about the rest - probably not the best grounds for a relationship. 

Since then, there really hasn't been much to even tell you. 
The odd on and off "thing" (fling) that I never wanted to be more serious than it was, several bouts of "what WAS I thinking... why didn't my friends tell me?!" - when really they are screaming at you for months saying "what are you doing honey?!" - but to you, it sounds like an annoying buzzing bee so you carry merrily along until you hit a wall.

SO, I've hit the wall ("the wall" - something which causes you to re-evalute your life - deep.) 

Last time I hit "the wall" I was cycling up some 100ft Derbyshire mountain side after cycling for 5 days, 2 of which with a paralysed shoulder - I broke down and had Lucozade gel squeezed into my mouth and was told to "get back on my bike" (Tip of the day - take water with Lucozade gel, or have the pleasant experience of swallowing tar -nice) 

Unfortunately I can't cure this wall in quite the same way. Even wine doesn't help (please don't down a bottle of wine when you hit "the wall") 

So, its been 4 years and 7 months since my last "relationship" and I have to say I am not bothered in the slightest - really. 

Boys do not appeal to me at all for relationship purposes -  don't get me wrong, they are great for making babies (ew) but what else are they good at?

I have been speaking to two of my close friends (one of whom has been in a relationship for... nearly 2 years? and the other had a boyfriend about 18 months ago and is currently single) and been asking them if we need boyfriends or whether friends are good enough...

Boyfriends vs. friends

From the girl who is single -  I got the jist that if you have known the person for a long time - he is your friend, best friend, knows your flaws (how anyone can accept your flaws?! - they're a keeper if they can accept mine - I occasionally ('occasionally') sleep with Henry, he's a bear) and can still stand to be around you and can watch you eat (I'm not starving myself for anyone - thanks!)... the relationship is great - Great! 

However, knowing them just from meeting them on a night out - oh dear. If you are in a relationship with someone that you have met on a night out I WANT TO HEAR FROM YOU (because I do believe this is quite rare) - it must take ages to get used to each other - you don't know what the other wants for breakfast the next morning - disaster darling. 

A boyfriend is a friend for life (or however... yeah...) and only yours (lets hope), whereas your friends, well they're shared with everyone else aren't they (OUR FRIENDS CHEAT ON US, this is horrible).

You can tell your boyfriend things before you tell anyone else (thanks non-single friend!), they don't judge you - like my friend said however, its unlikely that you will get judged by your friends but you know that whatever you do in front of your boyfriend he won't care! - where can I find one?! - Joke. 

And lets be honest - you get the attention you want (thanks, both friends!), both friends said that the attention just on you is very nice indeed, with your friends, yes they might just go shopping with you but they are shopping for themselves too, with a boyfriend they are the ones that say "that looks great on you!"  and not "that looks great on you! does this look ok on me?!" - see the difference 

Wait - did I mention taking a boyfriend shopping?! - HAHAHA - what amma like. 
Do boys like shopping with their girlfriends? Does electricity and water mix?
Do girls like shopping? Is the Pope Catholic? 
Simple. 

So the good points about being in a relationship - someone is always there for you, a phone call away, to tell your needs to (OH! just like a Dominoes worker - sorry non-single friend! - she has a lovely boyfriend and hopefully knows im joking!x) 

Anddddd, there's the bad points -  the arguing, jealousy, moving away - moving to University, now how many relationships have I seen break up because of Uni? - not many actually! but it definitely strains it I can imagine! 

Nights out - this was funny (thanks single friend) - apparently are far better with your girlfriends than with your boyfriend - you can still talk to lads but my friend said that some of your girlfriends can get jealous and say "SHE HAS A BOYFRIEND" - thanks doll, he was BETTER than my boyfriend - ouch. 

Boyfriends buy you drinks (you should!), carry you home from a night out (high expectations?), put you to bed... WOAH, easy tiger...


HAHA. So, as you can see I don't think I'm ready for a relationship after some of my comments. I am very happy for my friends who are in a relationship and I know two girls at Uni who are in long term relationships hundreds of miles apart - hats off to you! (im so jealous) 

I think I'm too close to my girlfriends to ever dream of having a boyfriend (just yet anyway) - I never ever speak to boys when I'm out (STRANGER DANGER! -did you girls never learn at Primary school?!), potentially because I'm having a really good time without them! 

SURE, I have friends who are boys but none that I'm THAT close with at the minute and I'm happier at the minute than I have been for a very long time - I don't think I was 'happy' 4 years and 8 months ago (when I was in a "relationship") whatever 'Happy' is. 

But - what I do know - (and  I was told this by one of my parents' friends) - is that it ("it"?!) happens when you least expect it - and so far in my 19 years and 8 months of existence, that when you do least expect it - its definitely the best experience. 

Happy loving - Love to my all my friends (and their boyfriends!) 

RHS x