Friends

There are times in life when the going gets real though. It happens to most of us.
Its what they call life, I guess. When the shit hits the fan, you need your friends. Funnily enough this is a time when you get a fresh outlook on reality also in that aspect. When life is good and money is good, health is good and so on, friends hang out and are frequently part of your life. But, in times of need you really figure out who your true friends are. Many vanish overnight.
Suddenly they are gone. Perhaps embarrassed of your situation?
May not want to be involved or associated with your problems. Who knows..
But it's a fact. In times of trouble you really can tell who your true friends really are.
On the positive side,- the ones that do stick around will be a source of much strenght and joy! Sometimes you'll be surprised too. It may not be the ones you would have guessed that stick around, or disappear. You may learn you have better friends in some than you thought.
A toast to good friends! They make life a much better place!

Never to Old for a Lie-Low

I bought a pink Lie-Low, and it's so great! I have wanted one for years, but never got round to getting one. It' so relaxing chilling on the Lie-Low, being cradled by the waves. The lie low is cool and the sun is hot. The only think is one must make sure not to fall asleep on it, and figure out tricks on how to get on them without looking like an ass. My dog is not allowed near it with his sharp claws, though.

Power of positive thinking

Prone to melancholy as I am, I am learning to think positive.
And believe it or not.. IT WORKS. There really is such a thing as "self fulfilling prophecy".. I can now see how I have missed out on many opportunities in life, because I already firmly believed the outcome to be known, and to be negative..
To begin with I was too determined, and tried to be little miss sunshine, but now that I am less strict with my "positive thinking abilities" now( after all, it is OK to feel crap now and then). Victor Hugo said “Melancholy is the pleasure of being sad”.
It is important to grieve and to allow oneself to have a good cry when things go wrong. If not, you are just storing it away, and as it grows in "storage", it becomes your own personal liability.
But, the message is: Think positive and don't expect the worst. Trust me. it really works.

Relationships are never perfect!

Why is it thought that couples why hurt each other are a misfit or not "soul mates/perfect match" e.t.c.?
Friends show "concern" and you feel as if there may be something wrong with your relationship if it made you say and do what you have done or made your partner say or do what he has.
All relationships we have with those we love are about loving, hurting and forgiving each other. Again and again.
Mother and daughter, siblings at any age, close long-time friends,
-we all hurt each other occasionally, even hate each other for some time.
Misunderstandings, sometimes just the fact that we are human and make giant mistakes occasionally or sometimes just strain and circumstances that would be enough to have anyone a little tense.
When you have a huge fight with your loved one it's easy to believe that the relationship itself is a huge failure, and that there must be something wrong since you end up hurting each other all the time. (if icepicks,heavy tranquilizers, baseball bats and/or knives have been involved, it IS wrong and you should ignore this post)
But there are the same rules for man/woman relationships as for all other meaningful and rewarding human relationship.
We will hurt one another, because we love. And we must give space to the other to deal with anger, hurt and rejection at times. But if its forgiven and sorry is said, and you move on, that's what its about. Am I right?

First day of summer in a Bikini

I have put it off the best I can, but now I just have to stop being silly. I have to accept I am unfit, white as skimmed milk, and that will stay so until I get my arse down to the beach and swim and tan for a few weeks.
Then I will be, if not toned, less wobbly..
and if not tanned, not Anne Hathaway or LiLo.
First day on the beach in a bikini... always a mountain to climb.

Facts of life that at least I never knew..

The slowest growing finger nail on the human hand is the thumb nail and the fastest growing is the middle finger nail.

Cockroaches can live up to 9 days after having their heads cut off. (No wonder bug spray doesn't seem all too effective!)

An office desk has 400 times more bacteria than a toilet seat!

George W. Bush has an IQ of 91..

Dogs not always mans best friend

I love my dog. He is a great companion and always friendly. When I'm down he cheers me up, and he's the only one who appreciate my smelly feet after a day in pumps.
But... Some days getting out of bed to do the morning walk is VERY HARD.
He is up at 06.30. That's when the nagging starts. I have to run out with him, shower, have breakfast and get to work. All before 9 am!
Some days I don't mind, and we enjoy our walks, but rainy days or after a late night it's NO FUN AT ALL. Same thing goes for the last walk of the day (he gets out 4 times a day). When I am dead tired. That's when he takes forever to do his "business" as well. People will hear me pleading with the dog " Please, just a little plop for mummy. Come on give us a shit, goddammit!"
If you consider getting a dog, and you work full time, consider the fact that 3-4 hrs of your day vanishes.
All in all it's worth it though.

Too many beers in the sun..

No no no. I have done it AGAIN.
As sure as the Brits will get a sunburn, I have been dizzying round outside with too little clothes on. Yes, the sun is out, but that does not mean flip-flops. Soaking up sun, very nice, but I could feel a chill, couldn't I? The fact how cold it really was, muted by the many beers, most probably.
Seem to recall the dog shivering and whimpering towards the end of the evening, snuggling my beach bag for some snippet of warmth. What idiot goes out in a t-shirt in April. Anyway, my stupidity was handsomely rewarded with a 1 week stunt in bed with a copiously persistent and draining flu.
At least it's me who's sick. I don't get mansick...

Beer tastes better in the sun!

Phew! It's another winter survived. Exercise is fun again, and people look up rather than down walking down the street. Even dogs have a new swag in their trot, and beer just tastes that much better sipped in loving spring sunshine.
The girls seem prettier with their freshly shaved legs and fake tan streaks.All of a sudden men everywhere are panic-jogging, to get a sixpack before hitting the beach.. (giggle giggle, good luck with that guys)
Bye bye weight-gain and greasy comfort-food, welcome swimming and crispy salads!
Bye bye depression and nasty colds, hello velvety evenings in cotton dresses!