Month: October 2015

Sex Life? I barely know how to spell it!

Sex life… we all have it. Some more, some less, some don’t for a longer period.

The reasons why we often forget that there is something called “sex” which can be quite enjoyable if both parties knows how it’s done,  are simple:

We are too stressed, we are too tired, we don’t fancy our partner as much or worse, not at all, we are ill, we are single and not into one-nightstands, or we are single and into one-nightstands but nothing appealing around us, OR, and this can be a big issue, we have children!!!

Since we have children, our sex life is rather rare, because of some of the above mentioned reasons. Yes, I am often tired or too stressed, but that doesn’t mean I don’t want sex in general (sometimes I get accused of it by husband, but usually he takes it back after he has gotten what he wanted).

Hubby and me we have to be discrete and fast! Which also means, you have to be in the mood (some how) if you want to enjoy it.

If we are lucky at the weekend the children are  out of the house to play. That means for us, we have to have fun straight away- who knows if not one pooped the nappies or someone else forgot to go to the loo?

If we are unlucky and the children are around, it has to be somewhere in the house, locked in a room, barely breathing, frightened that the brute might hear you or try to open the door with the words “what are you dooooing in there???” which can put you off…

Once we have forgotten to lock the door and got caught by one of our daughters who was still little… I don’t need to mention that that was the end of the sex for that day!

Now you might say, “but they won’t live at home forever…” No they won’t, but when they move out, grandchildren will come to stay. And anyway who wants to wait until the birds leave the nest?!

So yes, sex life can be very tricky when you have distractions, no matter whether it is work- health- or child related. But good that there are always ways, like a few days ago when we managed to be all quiet and still had great fun early in the morning!!!

Where there’s a will there’s a way.

Franky

Do you miss your old life???

Sometimes I ask myself “do you miss your old life?” And every time I do so, there is this scene in my head from the movie

“The Witches Of Eastwick”. In this scene Jack Nicholson asked Cher a lot of questions, tells her that she always does the same things day in day out

and she knows he is right and she is hurt and wants to cry and feel better all at the same time. I don’t know why,  but really every single time I have this scene in front of my inner eye.

I do the same things every day. I get up, get the children ready, do the household,  shop for food, walk to school, exercise, cook, go out site with the children and at weekends go somewhere with the family…

Sometimes when my little ones are around me, talking nonstop, disturbing me with something, it is like the time stands still and I go back to old times when I didn’t have children or when I had only my two older ones who where quite independent back then… and SIGH.

I think about the times, when I just phoned up friends… going out all  night long for some drinks. Dancing all night in clubs. Going shopping just for myself, going to the sauna after a winter run and also (yes, I admit it) I loved the thrill, when you met a new man. The butterflies in the belly, the first kiss, the first sex. Sex with windows and curtains wide open as loud I wanted because there was no need to be discreet and quick in case children would bounce into the bedroom…

I think about the times when I traveled with a friend to London for shopping and clubbing, think about the time when I traveled to Ireland for a blind date.

When I think about those times  I am often in the house, getting rid of the mess my family left for me and gritting my teeth telling myself, I shouldn’t be doing that!!!

Do I want the old times back? Do I really miss it that bad?

No, I do not. When I feel gloomy or angry, the endless lonely nights are totally forgotten, somewhere hidden deep inside me.

Who wants to be alone forever just for fun times? I don’t!

Fortunately I love my children and husband, I couldn’t wish for a better family though they often drive me mental, especially my teenage daughter who starts her attitude early in the morning or the little ones who constantly want something or my son with his gobshite comments. Yes they can be a handful and at the end of the day my head is throbbing. But that is nothing compared to lonesomeness.

And than there are a lot of moments where you look at your family, your children, your husband and you think how blessed you are! Those moments are priceless…

If I want some “me-time”, I can still go for a run saturday mornings. If I want to go out, either I start to make friends where I currently live (I really should do that) or fly to see my friends and if I want  my butterflies to fly around in my belly I just pretend my husband is Colin Firth (just kidding, hehe)!

Thing is, if you want your old life back, make it happen and include your family as there is no going back in time! 

But really, there is a whole life ahead of me, it can only get better, so I grab it! Who knows what tomorrow brings? It could be a million £££ win from the lottery, it could be the desired running tights all of a sudden on sale or it could be a nice tender kiss of my hubby to remind me where my place is- what more could I possibly need? Nothing if you ask me!

Enjoy your life today, don’t live in the past!!!

Franky

When your husband drives you mental

Nobody has the perfect husband, the perfect wife, partner or friend and that is absolutely fine, because in the end little imperfections are lovely, aren’t they?

AREN’T THEY I’VE ASKED YOU?!?

MY HUSBAND drives me mental, especially in winter or when he thinks it is cold in the house.

We get along very well, really we do. We rarely argue and if we do, we sort things out by the end of the day.

I can also live with the fact, that when he gets up in the morning after he snoozed the clock several times and has been told by me to get up a 100 times, I can follow his every step. But what really really drives me mental and makes me angry is the following:

He turns the radiators on. In almost every single room of the house! Even in the toilet! IN THE TOILET!!! AND when I open all curtains in the house, a few minutes later he starts to shut them again, because he thinks it is still too early or too late to have them open! The same goes for windows. I open them, he shuts them again. Maybe he is just a bit paranoid?

If he could, he would live like  a bat in a cave. No windows, no air circulation, no light, but somehow a roaring fire!

Never mind to say, that it is getting pretty much on my nerves when he is on leave. Not that I don’t enjoy his company, I do! But when he is at home, I have to fight for my right not to be suffocated due to lack of air and also vitamin d since no sunshine comes through the closed curtains!!!

I know it could be worse, he could beat me (yeah that would be a nice try. Don’t get me wrong, he might be strong, but I on the other hand, am like one of those little tiny dogs who when they attack, they don’t ever let go), spend all our money, cheat or didn’t care about our children…

But still, sometimes when I sweat to death again here at home, searching for a torch, it would be nice if he could be at least a bit more perfect…

or that the radiators break down- all at once!!!

Franky

True Love (does exist)

Before I met my husband I was profoundly convinced, that “true love” doesn’t exist! Of course when I was a little girl I had the perfect vision of me being married by the time of 30, with two children and  a job I really like.

But though I’ve always been in long term relationships, I never wanted to get married, sooner or later I got the feeling that something wasn’t right and I heard this quiet voice again which said

“Is that really all? Is that it? Isn’t there more???”

Oh how I hated this little sweet devil tongued voice because it meant, I will leave. Again.

My mother used to say “When it is the right one, you will now straight away.” and that made me cringe. A lot! Even my hair on the back of my neck stood up. I just couldn’t believe such nonsense!

Yes, right, when you see him you know it! And I can tell you the future, just ask!

But with gritted teeth I have to admit, she was right!

I met my husband online on a penpal website. Actually I was done with men, as I just got dumped by a guy who wasn’t really my boyfriend but to get told he “isn’t really into it” did hurt my huge ego a lot. However. I was bored one afternoon, so I browsed some profiles and ended up on my husbands. He looked cute. So I read what he had to say and checked where he was from and it turned out, he is a squaddie and I clicked him away because I knew that most of them just want their fun.

But there was something about him so I went back on his profile. I did that around 10 times or so until I decided to send him an email. I just wanted to talk and have a laugh, I didn’t think further that we actually could meet up.

After a while he replied and we started talking and he immediately called me “honey” and “love” and I thought “who does he think he is?!” while grinning like a teenager.

We kept on chatting online and 2 or 3 days later he asked me out. He wanted to come to me by train and I agreed!

On a monday we started chatting and on a friday the same week he visited me.

I was all giddy and couldn’t stop smiling, we switched from online chatting to sms and he also phoned me once before we met.

So on a friday 13th I stood by the stairs next to a platform and looked down. I have worn a black 50s tea dress with white little dots and dark blue peep toes with a little heel, holding a dark red 50s handbag.

And than he walked up the stairs in checkered shorts, short sleeved shirt, a rucksack over one shoulder, a big grin on his lips and all I could think was

Oh my he is so cute, he is so hot!!!

After not even 4 minutes he held my hand while we walked to my car and back at my place he said “I am sorry but I have to kiss you” and he did…  We had so much fun that weekend, my cheeks where burning from grinning and laughing. And for the first time I felt completely content and relaxed and I knew! I just knew…

4 month later on the dot we got married in our favourite city Edinburgh! Sending him an email was one of the best things I ever did. We do think alike, we want the same things and have the same goals in life and a lot in common.

The little annoying voice  in my head, by the way, moved on to someone else…

So yes it is true, when it is Mr. Right, you just know!

Franky

Hate & Love

I hated the feeling in the night when I was little and my parents allowed me in their bed, but both turned they`re backs on me.

I hated the feeling when I had to get up in the morning to prepare my own breakfast for school.

I hated the feeling when my parents told me, they don`t believe in me.

I hated the feeling when my parents said, I will never make it in the world.

I hated the feeling even more, when my grandma once admitted, she doesn`t believe in me.

I hated the feeling of not being loved and supported.

I hated the feeling of underestimation.

I hated the feeling of letting my guard down.

I hated the feeling of not being good enough.

I hated the feeling when let down.

But other persons shouldn’t be hated by me and they are not because my heart is too good!!!

I loved the feeling when my children hugged me for the very first time.

I loved the feeling when I read your thank-you email for the flowers I send across the ocean just to cheer you up when you where in a dark place.

I love the feeling when standing under a hot shower after a cold winter run.

I love perfect deep blue sky because it reminds me of old innocent times.

I love the feeling when I sit on my sofa with a book and good music while the sun is shining through the window on my face.

I love the feeling when my favourite song suddenly plays up on the radio when I am in a bad mood.

I love the feeling when realizing that I can make everything, be everything and do everything I want to.

I love to be loved by my husband.

I love the little things in life and that is what counts the most!

Franky

When I win the lottery

Ever dreamed you won the lottery? No? Sure you did or at least imagined what would it be like, how it would feel! I do that a lot, especially in bed before I fall asleep.

When I would win the lottery I would do the following:

  1. I would buy a Mercedes Benz Viano. Not a new one, one that isn`t older than 2 or 3 years old. One with 8 seats. Awwww a big comfy car where the buggy and children fit in easily must be a bliss!
  2. I would buy this perfect house I found online in Edinburgh. It has one of those 20`s old coloured stone floors in the entrance, fireplaces and a big library which my husband would love
  3. I would sign my children into “Fettes School” in Edinburgh which is a private one.
  4. I would hire an architect to finish my parents house
  5. I would get my dearest friends and family something they really need but can`t afford
  6. IS THE MOST IMPORTANT ONE: I would buy a B&B and would turn it into a kind of “business”. I would give ex army members the opportunity to get their life back on track. Many live on the streets in the UK because they can`t get a job and/or somewhere to live. I would take them in, help them to find a job and also a flat. The first few weeks would be free of charge. Either I would have to finance it myself but hopefully I would find some sponsors for this project. People who fought for their country shouldn`t live on the street!

That is what I would do. Not to bad, I think. If you get something the least you should do is give a little back.

Ah forgot to mention: I wouldn`t be a woman, if I wouldn`t go for a little shopping trip myself!

Franky