Category: Love

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

I Became A Boring (Looking) Housewife

I must admit, I have been very unhappy about what I became.

A bored out of her arse housewife. Starting by the clothing, ending at the non-existing fun factor!

The last couple of years I did nothing but work and sleep, occasionally go for a run. How boring is that?! I used to be a fun person. Going out with friends, participate at running events, cinema, etc. That all disappeared.

I looked in the mirror and didn’t like what I saw at all. So now is the time to change. I finally get my tattoos done and want to do more fun things in general.

I also like to do more things with hubby as after almost 10 years we drifted apart. Sadly we are no more than parents, not a couple and that’s not how a relationship should be. The good thing is, that our love is still there so we just sail through the storm until we hit the sun again!

So a change is to come and I am looking forward to it!

Franky

What Would You Do For Love…

…. or what wouldn’t you do for love?

And by love I mean real, all consuming, ever lasting love!

If you see someone. A total stranger. On the street. Somewhere. And you are so blinded and fascinated by this person. You think to yourself how beautiful the person looks. The style, the smile that goes from head to toe. The sway in the walk. You see this person shine in all different colours and it hits you right there and then. All of a sudden everything you want, everything you need, is this very person. What do you do?

Would you just walk over and say “hello”? Would you follow the person, take in every step…? Would you want to find out everything before making the first move just to be sure to get it right?

And when you finally make this person fall in love with you, would you do everything in your might to keep it that way? Would you change your ways? Would you change your beliefs? Would you change your wardrobe only because she/he mentioned something? Would you even go so far as to quit friendships? Or would you make him/her bend to your will?

Would you kill for her/him? How do you know if its ever lasting love? What if it ends and you killed for someone you thought you would spend the rest of your life with?

How crazy can someone’s mind go for love?

Musings…

Franky

Men & Fat

Over the past two years I put on weight. It was gradually. Either I didn’t realise it or I didn’t care to realise. Either way, my point is, my husband did not tell me! Which really annoys me!

And no beloved male readers, there is no catch! I for one, want to get told, when I put on weight! And no, I will not throw a fit or cry all day long about how mean you are!

I mean, you fall in love with someone. Because of their looks and of course because of the intellect! So when one of the couple gradually puts on weight, it is not what you fell in love with and no they don’t love the excess weight! Not the one who gains it nor the one who has to live with said person.

Or did you ever hear someone say:

“Oooooh I love your cute love-handles and I especially love how they jiggle when you move…. and your bat arms, how huge they are….. or oh I just love how the fat really pushes out your cellulite, I hope you will put even more on…. or I could kiss that double chin of yours all day long….or it looks so hot when your ass tries to eat your shorts….

Not ever did I hear someone say something like that! Ever!

Of course you are still loved when you put on weight, but they love you as a person but they don’t love the extra weight! And no this is not fat shaming! This is pointing out the obvious!

So please men, do yourself a favour, when your partner puts on weight, say, or if you fear for your life, at least do something about it!

But if you are truly happy for your partner to get bigger and your partner is the same, than of course just dismiss the above!

As for me and my fat, I am on the way to recovery and back to my former self by eating healthy and exercise and sleep more!

Franky

Perception of Joker

Yesterday hubby and me watched the new ‘Joker’ movie and it was great and sad and disturbing and I could identify with the character in so many ways…

Many of us have seen ‘Joker’ movies before and in general the character of the ‘Joker” is a mental person, a twisted one, an evil persona or so it seems on the first look.

When I watched the movie the person I have seen was a deeply sad person. A man who felt invisible to society, to people around him, to women to everyone really. I felt that people would look down at him, laugh at him and no matter how hard he would try, it would never seem enough to be accepted or appreciated or just be honest with him!

How many of you felt that way before? How many of you felt alone? How many of you thought, you are not good enough…. at work, at relationships, friendships….? How many of you felt mistreated? How many of you felt unloved and not pretty enough only because you do things different or think in an unconventional way? How often have you thought, you will never be better or overcome your ‘working class status’?

In today’s world people look at you and judge you in the first few seconds, they make up their mind without putting the effort in, in getting to know you. What for a sad sad thing to do, I hang my head in shame for everyone who acts this way!

Nowadays the first reaction when people hear that someone has mental health problems like bipolar or a form of schizophrenia, ADHS, anxiety and lots of other things is disgust or comments like “they should get their act together”! Why not show a bit compassion, why not ask the person next to you how he/she is doing? Why not ask yourself if you yourself is right in the head? Aren’t we all a bit mental? Don’t we all have problems? For some their problems might be nothing major, for others it might be the end of the world….

So here I sit now, reminiscing…. and let me tell you the following:

I don’t know you, I don’t know your story but I know you are out there and I feel for you! It might not be today or tomorrow, but the day will come where you see the light in the end of the tunnel and you will feel better! And whoever tries to tell you, you are not right or not good enough, do not listen to them! You are unique and perfect in every way and you are loved and you will be cherished! You might not know it now or not have found the one just yet, but there is someone who can’t wait to meet you and give you what you are looking for and what you deserve! Don’t forget to breathe, do smile, do laugh and make the best of life as you deserve nothing but the best!

Do not give up, ever!

Franky