Day 19: Something You Miss
This is easy.
The Mr.
Being without him is hard sometimes. We've just spent an amazing week together, and now he is off again to do what he gotta do! Long distance is so hard, but I am so grateful for the time that we do get to spend together. I am also grateful for him for trying to make this work. We are such a team, him and I.
Now, I've got to wait literally a month till I get to see him again. *starts mental countdown*
Lu3Lu
xx
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Friday, February 17, 2012
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Your Ideal 'Sucker'

We all know how the story goes, boy meets girl, blah blah blah, happily ever after.
This Disney kind of love has been drilled into me since Cinderella lost her shoe and fell in love, and Snow White ate an apple, almost died and fell in love.
I just want to throw in there that this can't be real right?
It's totally unfair how many times I've lost a shoe and never fallen in love because of it? Better yet, how many times have I eaten a rotten apple and achieved only an upset stomach, no prince charming, happily ever after or wedding bells! :/
I think that it's a good thing those stories ended there though, we all need a little fairy tale magic!
We wouldn't want to see what happens when suddenly the prince makes Snow White stop hanging with the seven dwarfs (the jealous dude) or when Cinderella in that huge palace of hers suddenly has to do the cooking, cleaning and the laundry because that prince of hers prefers 'his wife's touch' (the old fashioned dude) or when Beauty suddenly has to fight with her prince for the mirror because he is back to his old ways of me me me (the selfish dude)
That's definitely no prince charming.
I read this article (which inspired this post) talking about how we (as girls) always try to search for prince charming (who I might add not only exists in paper form, but behind the TV screen) and do whatever it takes to find him, even if it means turning down his brother prince I'm just a guy.
It got me thinking, and it's so true.
This idea of the perfect man has got us going crazy, making lists so unrealistic, going on and on about 'I want a guy that plays at least five instruments, takes me on vacations to the most exotic places, appreciates finer things, calls me at least 10 times a day and runs my bath water' and we make ourselves feel better by saying 'that isn't a lot to ask for right? I just want to be happy.'
We might as well just title that list unachievable.
No wonder guys always complain about girls trying to change them.
Well duh.
You are supposed to be prince charming.
Instead you are a slob, can too busy for me, a bit jealous at times, don't really know how to express you feelings, don't plan surprises for me, don't call as often enough, hang out with your friends way too much, and still manage to grab my attention.
Who the hell are you?
I could swear when I watched Cinderella I did not sign up for this.
But then again do us females know what we really want?
I know when I was younger, I had this list of what my ideal man should be: funny, handsome, caring, understanding, intelligent. It did not stop there though, as I grew up I kept changing and removing things, for instance instead of just funny anymore, it became have a good sense of humor, and then someone who's jokes I can understand, and now someone who can keep me laughing.
Sound the same?
Not really.
You see when I first wanted someone funny, I didn't realize that that meant that I needed to be able to find him funny, he can't just be funny, he needs to be funny to me. So I said good sense of humor. Again, my sense of humor is not like the next person's so while they think 'why did the chicken cross the road' is flipping hilarious I sure as hell don't.
So I changed it to jokes I can understand, but just because I understand why the chicken crossed the road did not make it any more entertaining so finally someone that can just make me laugh.
You see, I did not know what the hell I wanted. I just made a list and poor guy kept being booted off it.
So I guess the lesson is 1) Prince Charming does not exist and 2) girls don't know what they want even if he did exist.
We would probably try change prince charming.
So.....
Stick to your ideal 'sucker'
He may not call as often as you may want him too, or say the things you want to hear when you want to hear them, or know the difference between lilac and purple, or surprise you with shiny things but as long as he
loves you
respects you
protects you
He may not call as often as you may want him too, or say the things you want to hear when you want to hear them, or know the difference between lilac and purple, or surprise you with shiny things but as long as he
loves you
respects you
protects you
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Friday, March 4, 2011
I Want To Be Super Rich

I recently bought my boyfriend Russel Simmons new book "Super Rich", and I haven't really read it myself but I think the title sells itself.
I mean who wouldn't want to walk into a store and buy a book called "Super Rich", especially if it's not about someone bragging about how rich they are but telling YOU how rich you can be. huh? huh? huh?
(I swear Russel Simmons should have hired me as his publicist. Look at me go).
Any way my point is, who wouldn't want to be super rich? you know, the money, the money and the cars, the cars and the clothes... I suppose right? well wrong. Okay, not wrong but not right either.

Being super rich (at least to me) is not about all that fancy stuff, yes I would
I quote some guy I'm not sure of, for credibility's sake lets just call him John. He says, "richness is at least as much a matter of character, of outlook and attitude, as it is of money"
In other words our dear John here is saying richness has many different shadings of meaning, and like everything else, it's not just black and white.
When I picture my life in the future, and by future I mean as soon as tomorrow, what I see is good relationships and good health. I see truck loads of happiness, banks full of laughter, shelves upon shelves of compassion, and wallets filled with love. For me having these things will make me richer than I could possibly imagine. Yes, yes I know love and happiness doesn't put a BMW in the driveway, but neither does that rotten attitude. Life is really what you make of it and how you see it, I know a lot of people who say love can't put a ring on this finger, and at the same time do nothing about making the money that can. So at the end of the day they are left with no love and no money... shame.
One must have their own way of seeing the world for it to be true, and if that way is negative, then trust that to be true.
Purpose is born from people that know true happiness, so being happy and having laughs does not mean there is no need to have a job because you are already rich, no... check it, getting a job will make me happy, having someone who is proud of it for me will make me happier, making a million bucks a year would make me happy, having someone to spoil with that will make me happier, so you see by being happy the purpose to do more and do better is there.

At the end of the day you may have all you want, the money, the success, but if you have no one to love and no one to return that love then it means little. Achievements are far greater when you have people who support you, experiences are richer when you have someone to remember them with you, downfalls (and oh there will be downfalls) are much easier when there people to sit with you.
Laughter is fuller, songs are louder and victories greater.
I read somewhere that anyone and everyone can either be super rich, plain rich, poorest rich, or everyone else? I refuse to be everyone else, and I can't call myself poorest rich because I know what to do with my riches, I love, I care, I support, and I'm forgiving. So that just means I'm plain rich, I have a rich life. I have friends that adore me and a family that loves me, and from where I stand there truly is more to being rich than just the money, and from here on out I want to be super rich.
So tell me which one are you, the super rich, the plain rich, the poorest rich, or everyone else?
Lu3Lu
xx
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