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!

Spring fever!

My apologies to those living in Nordic conditions still. Here we are in the bud of spring. My dog has already tested the ocean. Sun and fresh wind, not freezing cold wind, coffee on the balcony with a blanket kind of weather. It's ACE!
I am naturally prone to brooding during the winter-months, and just when I feel like caving in, ta ta ta taa, there's the sun.
The ocean is blue and turqoise again, not black and angry.
Birds chirp and I've got a light sprinkle of freckles..
Finally! I can't wait for the year's first swim.

De-clutter: NOW

Some people have no clutter. Yes, they have loads of stuff, but it's all organised and neat, de-earning it the status of "clutter" and re-earning the label "functional living."
"This hamper is wonderful", my friend told me, "It's got one pocket for bills, one for personal mail, and one for crap we will throw away". The hamper/wall-ornament with little blue and white fluffy clouds printed on ( a result of my friends passion for arts and craft, hangs right inside the entrance door. "So, when we get in, we just sort it out then and there! Neat, huh?" she smiles.
I imaging what it looks like when I come home after a 11 hr. job at the office.
Bang! The wall shows how I fight my way through the door 1,5 meter broad with shopping, the mail clutched in my teeth, a laptop worth it's weight in lead, overcoat, umbrella, files and work-related paperwork..e.t.c.
My shoes kicked off in each direction, usually later found between the hallway and kitchen. I usually throw my coat on the kitchen table or chairs, bag on the kitchen counter, keys in the always empty fruit-bowl and I put away the fridge/freezer first before I force my partner to put aside the rest while I have a rest with my feet up.
Yes, we have tried to make systems to where what goes. It works as a repellent on me. If there's a bowl for coins, I'll drop them in the vase next to it. If there's a shoe-rack, mine goes off in the kitchen.
No hamper will change clutter in my home, I'm afraid.
Currently pondering a different solution.

TV, endless source of negotiation

As a working (and somewhat bone idle) couple, the evening is spent snuggled on the couch with our dinners, watching TV.
There's the remote control issue to start off with. When he has the remote, he drives me insane flicking trough channels at solar speed, where all I get is a headache. How he can absorb the picture and make a decision on the eligibility of the program in a split second of a blurred flash of the picture, where I cant even make out if it's a program, commercials or in color or black & white is a riddle to this day.. But, hey, I get to flick most of the time.
There are programs that are so girlish that any man would rather wear lace panties before admitting to have seen a full episode of "Who's wedding is it anyway", "Tyra Banks show", "Yummy Mummy", "Charmed", "Celebrity Makeover" or "Women on men", so best just let it go.
Then again there are programs men love, even if they are both educational and "current", us girls just can't muster up the enthusiasm to last through a full episode. You have those hi-tech "futuristic/scientific" specials we know and love, such as "Mega structures", "Uncovered: Life on Mars", "Physics of Athletics" and the "History/Myth-Busting"- category such as "The Third Reich:5 hrs. behind-the-senes special", "Djenghis Khan: War Strategy" or the "Adventure/Wildlife" category with goodies such as "Worlds most dangerous Predators", " Whitewater rafting: Alaska gone wild!" or " Reptiles in the outback".
So, what can we agree on.
Thanks to whatever good forces was with me, but my man is blessed with an almost complete lack of interest in the no.1 enemy of female TV-viewing: Sports. That's right, no.sports.necessary.
We both enjoy a good comedy, and we can agree on several.
We like Malcom in the middle, coupling, Scrubs, Two and a half men, king of Queens, Fraiser, The Office (Brit version, please!), How I met your mother, Rules of engagement e.t.c.
He can endure an occasional Sex and the City or Lipstick Jungle, and I'm compromising to see NYPD Blue or CSI.
All in all we both agree on two things as far as the TV is concerned:
1: What's up with all those commercials!
2: What's up with those constant re-runs?!