Category: Love

Being High Maintenance

Recently I came across a blog where the person found it offensive to be called

“High Maintenance”.

I freely admit that I am a high maintenance sort of woman. And why not? There is nothing wrong with that, if you ask me.

When you google high maintenance it will show you the following:

A high maintenance person will require a lot of attention, time, money and/or effort!

Of course a person like me requires a lot attention. The key here is the right kind of attention in a specific time frame. If I call you, and you must be special in order for me to do so, pick up- after the first ring, please! When I am about to meet you, do yourself a favour, hang on to your life and be on time!!! When I want to go for a run, do join me, it will be fun- at least for me and that is the most important thing, right?!

And yes, I do invest in my body first. I like to look nice! And you like it when I do, right?

I shave, plug, trim, exfoliate and pamper myself with the best tools and ingredients on the market. Why? Because I can! Because I want to!

And if you want to brighten my day, show up with a single flower (I prefer sunflowers), a bottle of whiskey and polished shoes. Thank you very much and yes, that is necessary!

You might not be able to give what I desire? “Heck, where there’s a way, there’s a will”, she says, pouting.

You want to stay in my life long-term? Darling the answer is as easy as breathing:

All I want for you is to reach for the brightest star on a clear night and serve it to me on a silver plate! I won’t settle for less! And once I got that star, there is no stopping me- I always aim for more. Of course I do!

What you get in return?!?

The best wicked person I can possibly be! Friend or foe- you will love me!

Franky

My Husband

I have to announce something.

I have to give some big credit to my husband for still loving me!

A while ago we had a big talk about what is going not so well in our relationship and what made me so unhappy.

All relationships, especially long term relationships have their ups and downs and with a bit of luck couples will make it through- together.

I told and asked my husband to be a bit more open minded when it comes to other guys and said that I wouldn’t have a problem if he would kiss another woman.

Now my husband does not want to share me! Of course not! I am awesome! I am a great catch and unique in all my  little odd ways!

After such revelation, many a man would probably have showed me the door, thinking that I don’t love him. But love has nothing to do with the idea to maybe kiss another man/woman, it is the fun side that comes with it….

However. Like I said, my husband said “no” and I am sticking to it.

My point is:

Though I know that it is very easy to fall in love with me, it is also very hard to keep loving me because of the way I am, the way I (re-)act, the (sometimes hurtful) things I say and because of my selfishness!

But the man I have keeps on loving me despite all the above!

So, here I raise a glass to you:

I love you too!

Franky

Straight Men In Women’s Clothes

I have a confession to make:

I must say, I find it really sexy to see (straight) men in women’s clothes!!!

Every now and again the show “Lip Sync Battle” pops up on my Facebook and of course you would see men perform songs of females, often dressed in accordance.

Most recently I have seen Tom Holland singing Rihanna and couldn’t stop grinning! And John Krasinski singing “Proud Mary”? Sexy as hell. And that despite the fact that both are not even my type! Sorry, Tom and John, I know you won’t mind! Tay Diggs performing Madonna? Oh, oh, oh….

Whenever I see such performances I just can’t help it! I am whooping and can’t manage to get that goofy grin of my face!

I think it is the fact that they don’t take themselves too serious and that they even seem to have fun, doing what they are doing.

The other day I have seen a 50 something gentleman in Tescos, rocking high heels and black leather mini, no make up. He looked good and the best thing: Nobody even batted an eyelash!

I wonder does that make me a geek? Because I like everything that is not conventional? Because I love extremes?

Who knows? Who cares?

Franky

Putting My Kitty To Sleep…

…. was a really hard thing to do.

It was yesterday morning. Her health did not improve, quite the opposite. She had kidney problems for quite some time. They were so enlarged, she couldn’t even jump anymore. Around 4 days ago she started to just fall to the side when she walked. I hoped it would be temporary but the next day she couldn’t move her back legs at all and just pulled herself forward which was heartbreaking to watch.

So the next morning I made THE decision. I got her inside, she crawled straight onto my lap and buried her head in me, trembling, saying in her way

“Mama I am not okay…”

I went to the vet. My litte daughter wanted to come and cuddle her one last time. She knew what we are going to do. The vet explained everything, I signed the papers, they gave her the injection.

Kitty didn’t try to get off the table. Even at her last moments she wouldn’t try to scratch us! She rested her head in my head, took some more breaths and was gone.

We all here at home cried. We are still crying.

We had 11 great years with her!

Franky

Another Year, Another Mother’s Day…

… another year where I can pat myself on the shoulder for keeping my 4 children +one alive. The +one is my foster teenager who also happens to be my daughters boyfriend, just for clarification.

Yes, my children, hubby and me all survived another year of arguments, laughs, temper tantrums, tears, joys…. phone calls from teachers telling me that my daughter pulled other girls hair, that my 6 year old son, brought £20 to school for snack time, that my other (foster) son received a demerit for…. whatever! Who cares?!

What I want to say is:

We all do our best to make it through parenthood without loosing all our marbles!

To all who have very well behaved children:

Well done! I am so glad that you have a worry less in your life! I mean it!

To those who have wild, loud, lively children like me:

I salute you, you deserve a medal! And a huge glass of whiskey! Your children will survive and you will master every storm that surely will hit you (and me) in the future!

To our children:

Hey, you made it through another year with the two people who you think are old, deranged party pooper. Don’t be too hard on them, it might not look like it, but they do actually love you!

One thing we should never forget whether well behaved (whatever you classify well behaved) or not, we love our children, they are our blood, they will remain until we parents turn to old wrinkly raisins. They will survive us and march on with their own children, thinking back in a nervous breakdown what it was like when they were little!

As for the coming Mother’s Day: This is the only day were my children are complete and of course unpaid slaves without reward who have to jump to my every whim. I do not want any gifts, flowers or cheesy cards, but a clean house and my food brought to the sofa I will be residing on all day long! It has been like this in the past and it will go on like this until I change my mind which will be….. NEVER!

Franky

The Thing With Temptation

Recently I had a very serious talk with my husband about our relationship.

Now I have to inform you, my husband can be very jealous and therefor controlling. And when he asked me, if I have cheated on him, my answer was “no”. Because I don’t lie and wouldn’t do something like that behind his back! So he asked, if I wanted?  I replied “only if you give me permission”. He didn’t like this one bit! He doesn’t want to share! He nearly had a heart attack and nervous breakdown. He hates it when I am flirting! But flirting to me, is like breathing. It comes natural and I do it without thinking. I might flirt with young, old, women, men. And there is nothing to it. Nothing sexual. It is just the fun bit, you know, where you have a fun, nice, easy going exchange of words which makes you smile and giggle. That’s all!

I always been like this and you need to have a really thick skin to be with me, I have to admit.

The thing with temptation is this, whoever you go, it is always in reach!

Am I tempted to cheat? Am I (actively) looking for it? And what does it contain? Where does cheating start in your point of view?

As for me, I am very relaxed about this topic. Would I mind if my husband would kiss or even have sex with someone else? Honestly? No, as long as he comes back home to me!

Temptation can be anything from a look, a word, an innocent touch.

It is about how far you go!

Everyone can be tempted, but everyone also got the will to stop!

Franky