Hiya... remember me?

Sooo...  I've been away for a wee bit...

Still pre-occupied by 'Mr Right Now'.  It's been amazing but I've managed to pull myself away long enough to get back to the things that I love... this blog being one of them.  I will fill you in with all of the juicy details in due time (and juicy they are indeed).

First of all however, I have a mini dilemma, which goes as follows.

I had grown to a size 12 (possible that annoying in-between stage of 13 even) while I was breaking up with 'Mr Big'.

I have received a lot of compliments from people at this size, many stating that I look a whole lot sexier even.  I don't doubt that as even I have to say, the boobs look a-ma-zing!

However, problem is that I, as much as the next girl, love shopping.  But the thought of buying size 12 clothes was a bit of a turn-off for me.  Don't get me wrong, there is nothing wrong with any sizes above a size 10 but replacing my entire wardrobe is a daunting prospect for me, and let's face it ladies, going up a dress size can be a traumatic thing.

The only size 12 purchases I couldn't hide from were skinny jeans and knickers (being that I hate everything that is VPL).

So, I've decided irrationally or not, that I'm going to try the controversial 'master cleanse diet' or the 'maple syrup diet' as it's better known.  I haven't got time to fart about in the gym or swimming pool as summer time is upon us!  I thought that committing myself online would encourage me to go through with it.

Ggggrrr... *can't go back now...*

If you're at all interested, in my progress or the cleanse, you can check out both here!

Wish me luck!

PS- Just in case you were thinking it... this has nothing to do with 'Mr Right' he actually prefers me just the way I am!  But you know us girls... we will be girls!
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When fantasy becomes reality

I believe that Will Young said it best when he said 'I think I better leave right now, before I fall any deeper…'

Apologies for not posting as much recently, but I've been… erm, well let's see… I guess I've been kind of besotted, captivated, mesmerised and enthralled by 'Mr Right Now'.  So much so that I've started wondering why he's not my 'Mr Right'?

I've recently taken to watching him in attempts to catch glimpses of Mr Right in… but no nothing.

I wonder...

I ponder… 

I remember, our first chats which have inevitably now become the foundations of our relationship.  We identified with each other as we were both newly single out of long-term relationships, both still mending our injured hearts, neither wanting to enter anything serious.

So at the moment we have something that exists solely in fantasy land.   That is, we only have good times.  I guess that's what makes him a right now… because with the bad will undoubtedly come the end.

I conclude that with "Mr Right Now' you have to live in the moment because tomorrows are never promised.

It sure is good for me!

Another discussion with friends... this time about my archetypal man.

"I don't have one... I go on raw emotions and chemistry" I proclaim.

"Really?... then why have they all been tall, dark and very handsome?"

I begged to differ.  My friends had conveniently forgot about the dates that I'd had which didn't fit this mould.  It just so happened that these 'date' didn't pan out to be long term partners, that's all.  But that was bound to have been their fault and not mine, I'm pretty sure.

Anyway my friends forgot to add,  if I did have an archetypal man... and that's a big 'if'... I wouldn't be adverse to him being a Guinness drinker.  Love you Guinness drinkers.  Enjoy the craic today!

Random ridiculousness

This was a true conversation that I overheard... made me laugh...

Dad: Have you bought Mum anything for Mother's day?

Daughter: No.  I thought you would just get her something…

Dad: No, she's your mother not mine.

Daughter: Well you made her a mother not me.

Kids, enjoy them while they're too young to speak.
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And the award goes to...

As it's Oscar season, I thought that I'd do my own honours list for the year so far... and share a bit more of me with you.  Here goes...

In for 2010
The Temper Trap
Dining out
Lambs (George or Larry)
'Mr Right Now'
Girls
Macs (books, pods, phones, pad... whatever 'i-love')

Out for 2010
'Mr Big'
Staying in
PC's
Clicking pens (gggrrrrr)
My current career
Ashley Cole (smh)

Most annoying so far...
Heavy breathers (Get your deviated septums sorted out!)
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He's definitely my kind of friend

So anyway... back to Mr Right Now...

I've had a f-buddy before and he was literally that.  Someone that I f'ed.  Sometimes we made idol conversation, but in reality, we know little more of one another other than we were both good f@*%s!

'Mr Right Now' is more than a f-buddy and I now know what distinguishes that from a 'friend with benefits' (however miniscule the difference is - literally and figuratively!).  Turns out that 'Mr Right Now' has grown to be a good friend also, he waters me, feeds me and massages me when I'm wilting a bit... and did I mention, he is very good looking.

Sure enough it started off as just f-ing, but then there was chemistry and we both knew that it would happen again (and again and again and again...)

Oddly enough, we've reached a kind of raw mental intimacy that I never did with 'Mr Big' and a physical intimacy that I'd never want to with actual friends.

Possibly only in my life for a short time - a reason or a season - time will tell.  No less of a friend, 'Mr Right Now' provides me with an escape from the realities of my life with sprinkles of soft kisses and caresses... as delicate and beautiful as the flapping wings of a butterfly...

Definately a friend with benefits....

(Sorry to be so graphic, but it's been a while since I've had any 'loving'... and it feels oooh so gooood!)... I haven't given up my search for 'Mr Right' though.... just taking a break (well deserved I think).