Some people have privately commented to me that my blog has been seeing quite abit of negative stuff recently. So in order to assure everyone that I have not turned into a malcontent I shall change tact for this post and say something mroe postive. This is also to assure The Wife and a very special friend of mine, both of whom had recently commented that I seem to have a shorter fuse recently and seem to be less patient with people. So here it is:
I think I have mentioned this before, but suddenly I was reminded of a quote I had seen sometime before. Although I can’t recall the exact words it went something like "Marriage is like having your other half over on an indefinite sleepover". If that is the case I think I’m getting more open to the idea of getting married…
Well it’s really almost all perfect when The Wife comes over for a sleepover. I get hugs and kisses before getting tucked in bed. Occasionally there’s a massage too to help me sleep better. (No, it just stops there. We haven’t gone much further than that in case your filthy minds are speculating!)
Same with waking up in the morning. Waking up with her sitting on top of me & whispering into my ear (even though usually they are threats that my breakfast will be gone if I don’t wake up) and being greeted with a wake-up kiss beats the ear-piercing alarm clock anytime!
However not to say that everything is so perfect of course. There are other hazards during her sleepovers. One is that my blanket and bolster etc will get stolen from me in the middle of the night. Occasionally I get shoved off and end up sleeping on the floor too. But other than that it’s almost always pleasant when The Wife comes over.
There’s the late night strolls to enjoy too; the supper pigging sessions; the occasional drinking sessions when we mix random stuff into whisky, wine, beer etc; the night runs; soccer matches and even those times late in the night when we just lay there in each others’ arms and do nothing but enjoy each other’s company.
Well enough of that in case hearts get broken Hehe. Really thankful that her ex boyfriend gave her up to present me with the opportunity to have such a wonderful girl in my life- and probably for the rest of my life for that matter.
Ok enough of my ramblings. Just thought that I would post something here to assure those very good friends of mine who have been worrying about me. Don’t worry, I am still getting some positives out of my life and at least one aspect of my life is wonderful enough to make me unable to give it up to jump in front of an MRT train or something… For those of you who don’t understand what I’m doing here, probably you do not come under that category of people I’m writing this to reassure…
Oh well have a great week ahead people. I promise to pick myself up quickly enough and make myself more tolerable…
Anyway, a silly picture I took on a bus recently. It’s a real bus ad…
