Patience

My mind sometimes moves a little too fast when thrown a scenario that I cannot control. But I understand that we all have priorities that can take up more of our personal time than we would like. It all makes those little special moments so much more meaningful, especially when we practice patience. With all the crazy things that I have had to go through, patience is a whole lot easier then worrying.

I tend to throw myself into relationships full force, but I am realizing that doing this isn't going to create happiness in all other aspects of my life, in my priorities. I know that time and patience is always the winner. Or not... But time is there, so really, why rush it when doing so could land you in a worse predicament then you ever thought could happen. Speaking from experience.

When you have been through a bad relationship, it's hard not to compare qualities in others that remind you of the past, but I am finding myself pretty lucky at the moment because I am working into a relationship that has only brought me curiosity about this person as an individual of his own traits. A new book to be read, slowly.

And although I do slightly fear that I am still moving too fast, even just by talking about it, I feel it important to share my thoughts with others that could be inspired, or comforted by my experience, willpower and guts to display it online.

So stop worrying, use patience as a tool and don't forget that you are the most important person in your life that can create true happiness.

My positive nature has returned.

Lulu

Kiss and Tell

First kisses are almost always the best. And in my case, you know it's the best when you want to experience it the same way every time and have the same feelings every time. Always having that first kiss adrenaline.

But what if after that first kiss you wonder if that's all it's ever going to be. Do we get into relationships knowing that there may not be a future, or do we opt out still not knowing if a future would have happened. It's all so confusing. I know I will never understand what is going through the male mind, and I know I will never be completely understood, but I really wish my mind could shut itself off from all of the confusion that comes with starting something new. It's a wonderful feeling when you start a new relationship, and if that good feeling could last forever, then it's perfection. But perfection is an unrealistic expectation. However, if you could view perfection as being something that includes imperfection, then that expectation can be achieved! No-one is perfect, we've all got secrets we may never expose, and little quirks we may never understand, but that's what's called character and uniqueness. That is what makes us all who we are. And if we can accept each other for all of the little oddities and qualities, then we can continue on with the infatuation that brings us closer to each other.

To everyone reading this, go back to that memorable first kiss and think of all the thoughts you had while your lips were still locked. All the butterflies and goose bumps, tension and content.

It's always worth it.

Lulu

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Chillin' with Stickers!

I wrote this on Fri. Jan. 21st, 2011.

That's right, home on a friday night with my cat Stickers watching The Princess Bride. I haven't watched this movie in such a long time. This movie makes me wish for a masked man to sweep me off my feet.
How pathetic.

I still can't stop thinking about the idea of love. I'm obsessing over old fairy tale stories and romantic feel good movies.
I enjoy hearing stories of love.
Just sit me down and pour your guts out to me on how and when you fell in love. I will sit there and listen to every word, soaking up all the feel good vibes and of course, I will envy the love you have or have had. I can't help it, I'm a sucker for romance.

Let's take a look back in time:

1. Romeo and Juliet - Need I say more?

2. Desperately Seeking Susan - A young women succumbs to amnesia and unknowingly steals the identity of another women (Madonna) who lives a completely different lifestyle. She falls for a handsome man who only knows her by the other woman's name. Nearly a secret identity! Scandalous!

3. Dirty Dancing - Patrick Swayze was hot in that movie!

4. Pretty in Pink - Classic tale of geeky girl who hooks up with a rich posh good looking (not so good looking in my books) guy who has jerks for friends.

5. The Wedding Singer - I sorta fell for Adam Sandler in this movie...

6. The Little Mermaid - any guy would fall for a babe wearing seashells on her boobs. And when she loses the fins and chances being human at the risk of losing her voice.... sometimes, to get what you want a compromise is necessary.

7. Beauty and the Beast - We all wish our pots and pans and tea kettles and teacups and dusters and lamps and clocks and dressers and chairs etc. could come to life and take care of the cleaning and cooking. That's love. The Beast is just there for shock factor.

8. The Princess Bride - as you wish.......

9. Twilight series - The new Romeo and Juliet. Please don't hurt me for saying that....but it's true.

10. 500 days of Summer - fantastic movie with a much more realistic perspective on love.

These are just some of my favorites.

Anyway, these movies are what has molded my subconscious, and many others into wanting the perfect fairy tale love story.  Or any love story for that matter...yikes.

At least on my part it's all fairly innocent.

Lulu

Beating the system

I know it's only natural for me to think that my child is a genius, but he has not only provided me with excellent examples of his intelligence, he has proven it to me!

Let me tell you a little about my oldest mini-me...

He was born at 35 weeks gestation weighing only 4lbs 15oz. He was a mere 16.5 inches long and bald like his father. (sorry dude). Right from the beginning of his life he had myself, his father, his grandparents and anyone else who laid eyes on him, wrapped around his teeny tiny little finger. For the first couple of months, after rocking him to sleep, I was barely able to put him down for a nap without him crying 10 minutes after he closed his eyes. He knew even at just 2 months of age how to get me to do what he wanted. As he grew older he continued to surprise me with the things he was doing. Even before he was two years old, he was talking in full sentences, relaying the alphabet and counting to 25. The only word I remember him having trouble with was "dorrito".  He was also done with napping! I would try so hard to get him to sleep in the afternoons, but he was just too interested in everything going on around him that nap time just became a thorn in my side more then a peaceful break!

Now that he is 5 years old, and I do have him under control most of time, he has become even more clever with his reactions to his likes and dislikes. Being his mom, I can usually keep his emotions in check, but when he gets out of my reach, like in school, he appears to be the one controlling the situation at hand. And that doesn't necessarily mean in a good way. Just yesterday, I was surprised to have seen his schools name on the call display of my phone. When I said "hello", the response on the other line was frantic and a little intense! It was his teacher calling to tell me he just wouldn't participate in any of the activities at school and was completely miserable. She suggested I should come and pick him up. Now I don't know how other people would react to this but I calmly told the teacher to encourage him to have his snack with the rest of the class in hopes that he would calm down and become distracted from his emotions. I asked her if he was sick, with the response of "no" and I wondered how she felt having me come and pick him up from school would be the most appropriate way to handle what was going on. She then called me back 20 minutes later, practically begging me to pick him up. I was a little annoyed. Not at the fact that I had to leave work to pick up my son, but more at the fact that my son, my 5 year old son, was able to break his teacher AND the principal, who appeared at one time to be mature adults, into believing the best answer was for him to leave. When I showed up to get him, he was perfectly fine. All smiles and happy to be helping the principle get his lunch. He didn't want to leave school, he just didn't want to do what the teacher wanted him to do. If I was the teacher, I think I would be sending him to a quite corner with something to do to calm him down, not instantly calling his mother to rescue the teacher! 

My son is an emotional soul, but he knows that his tears will usually get him out of something he doesn't want to do. He outsmarted two adults at once. He's proven he can be the one to take control and have things work out his way. If you've ever met my oldest son, I imagine you would all agree he is a sweet boy... but could this be a classic case of 'my child is perfect at home, but the demon 10 ft away from me'?????






So all I can say now is wish me luck on monday! Hopefully I won't be getting a phone call for me to pick him up because he wants to wear his shoes on the wrong feet.

Lulu

what's in a name?

Working in retail I see a lot of people from many different cultures, financial classes, ages and loonie bins. I was recently dealing with a customer who appeared to be fairly well kept. I couldn't smell cigarettes or an overdose of cologne.... hair was brushed nicely and shoes looked decent. Yeah, I do notice a lot of different details about random people but hey, I am a very visual person. Anyway, I had to get this customers information for the sale I was completing and noticed there email address. I'm not one to comment on anyone else's choice of "tag" but I do wonder if there email address has any type of coincidence to there personality.

example 1:         imspud@xxxxxx                 

                                                              
- ummmm - a spud is a potato.... really, would you want someone to remember you as a potato? Unless you grew up on a potato farm, I'm not sure it's the best address to go by. Especially if you have a highly respectable job.  

example 2:         ****69@xxxxx 

- anything with 69 in it just turns you into a sex junkie, or one who wishes they could be one. I have seen this with several email addresses, usually high school boys. On the odd occasion, I am left to wonder why the 60+ man with the wrinkled dress pants is sporting this for himself. 

I quickly stop thinking about it.  

example 3:          shadee_ladee@xxxxxxx

- Can you imagine dealing with a nice lady wearing a sweater with a picture of herself on it, who speaks only of her 12 cats and handsome next door neighbor who helps cut her grass in his ripped jogging pants..... and now we move on.

These are only a few examples but I've just started wondering, why do these people do this? Are you one of these people? Come on, admit it - you are! Does your email address give others insight to the "other" personality we don't get to see? 

Meh - Pot(ay)to, Pot(at)to!

email accounts used are based on fictional accounts (to the best of my knowledge)

no feelings meant to be hurt :)

Lulu

                                                     

Another cup?

I discovered coffee when I was 25 years old. My oldest son was shy of being 4 months old and I was desperately trying to shed the last 15 lbs of baby weight. I started to add my meal replacement powdered mix to whatever kind of java was around, first just to help cut back on the intense sweetness of the meal replacements. Then, I realized the energy it gave me! It was not a short lived energy either! I was able to get so much done that I could also enjoy some (very caffeine induced) comical conversation with anyone willing to listen. Wow. I remember how good it was. I then became a self induced coffee drinker. Not for the taste, but for the high.

Now, I have been drinking so much coffee that when I have a cup I get that instant gratification of energy, but now it is very short lived. Then if I attempt to reinstate the coffee high, I end up exhausted. Too much coffee makes me tired now more then it gives me any sort of pick up.

I decided over one week ago or so that I was going to put my coffee addiction to a halt. Put it on the back burner and save my stomach from any further damage then what had already been done.  Coffee had become an addiction to my hands, lips, and physical output. So cutting out the coffee also meant cutting out the comfortable familiarity of holding something warm and I just can't seem to get into drinking tea.

I was finally able to stop cold turkey! I had the worst headache for the first day, the second day it subsided immensely. Day 3, I went for a hot chocolate, day 4 - a green tea. Then day 5 came around and I felt like I was in need of some comfort food. Coffee, is my comfort food. I thought one small coffee will be fine, and it was! The next day, I was able to go without once again. Then, the day after that and the day after that..... I had a coffee.....and the day after that....another coffee....Today I decided against the idea first thing in the morning. But man was I ever out of it today! I was downright blue. So by the afternoon I had enough of my sorrow and opted in to have a cup of coffee. It was supposed to be small. But, by accident from the constant use of the words "I'll have a large double double".... I screwed up. But I drank that coffee anyway and I've never felt so good!

Guess that was a big FAIL!

Lulu

"All you need is love"

Sometimes I wonder if being alone too much is what causes bad relationships to begin in the first place. I've been alone nearly every single night since the end of August. I'm not ashamed to admit that in the least. At first, being alone was a great blessing, and I definitely still have many times where all I want is to be alone. But when the loneliness begins to sink in, all I want is love. Love is this viscous power that seems to be the answer people are looking for. 

But what if love isn't the answer? I know it's not the answer. Not this time. This time it's that double chocolate fudge cake I saw at the local bakery! That's right! I'm going to eat all the chocolate I can possibly manage to consume in one night! That should help curb my desire to have a man.

...Just kidding :) 

I'm not an emotional eater in the least. I prefer to drink wine and watch romantic comedies. 

But seriously, look at all the statistics on divorce in this age. Everyone is getting divorced! I know, I know, your not getting a divorce (yet), but you are the exception. We all want love. Love is what seems to confirm what we feel our worth is. But it is true in a way. We need to love ourselves to live happy lives. When we love ourselves, we attract happiness and desire. When we think love is the answer, without loving ourselves as well, we attract a desire to have something that is believed to portray happiness, in a hope that in the end will be a lifelong loving relationship. Even if divorce is the inevitable answer.

My hope is to continue to work on my health and happiness as a single woman. I'm still going to admit, I hope that love will find me in the purest and most honest possible form. After all, love is wonderful.

Lulu