When old friends reunite

I am SO excited. Tonight an old friend of mine is coming around for a catch up, and I can’t wait to see her. I’m also going to be surprising her with another friend, who she hasn’t seen in about 10 years. I don’t know if they have even spoken.

We all first met working in our first jobs when we were 15. We became quick friends, and stayed mates for several years before life eventually pulled us all away in different directions.

The one who I am surprising tonight has led an amazing life. A foreigner, she and her family had some major visa issues which forced them to have to leave the country about 5 years after they arrived. It wasn’t anything dodgy mind you. The community rallied around them, held protests, and in the end the Australian government sent my friend and her family to NZ while new residency was arranged. They returned to a lot of hugs and tears.

Power of the people.

Following that, she then decided to travel around this great country of ours to enjoy the place she could truly call home. It was then that she met a man, who I termed “her Swedish backpacker boyfriend”. Isn’t it most people’s dreams to meet an amazing Swedish man while backpacking, and fall in love? Note – I don’t know if he’s good at massages.

They married, and for work reasons now live in one of the southern states of Australia. We catch up online from time to time, but not as often as I would like in person. She has had quite an eventful life, and I think it’s for that reason she doesn’t take anything for granted. She’s an amazing woman.

So to see her tonight, and surprise her with my other friend from way back in our first job, I can’t wait. I think there might be tears tonight, or at least excited screams.

Life is wonderful sometimes, isn’t it?

Best talking after sex?

It seems lately that C and I do our best talking directly after sex…and no, unlike a typical female/girlfriend, I am not always the one to start it.

Perhaps it’s just there’s no tension, we are feeling good and we have spent some time appreciating each other. It’s like we are completely unrestricted in sharing our deepest/darkest thoughts; stuff that we had previously struggled to communicate with each other. It’s not only me by the way, he has been able to really open up and tell me stuff too. It’s actually a really wonderful bonding experience.

Maybe I should keep it in mind in case I ever need to discuss something to my advantage with him. For example:

*sexes it up*

Me: Babe, we need to talk.
C: Mmmhmmm
Me: I think I want to…

Ok clearly I suck at thinking of reasons to exploit him. I couldn’t even think of an example. Guess that’s a good thing right?

For obvious reasons there was no photo of either me or C associated with this post

Who’s a lucky girl?

ME!!!!

I got home yesterday to find that C had been hard at work with chores around the house. All the clothes had been washed (and folded by the time I got home from netball), lawn mowed, fence mended, hole in the garden from the dogs filled in, car washed after the beach trip on the weekend, and because i was late home from work he was entertaining my friend who came to visit.

All without complaining, or even my asking for anything to be done.

Goddamn I’m lucky.

**update**

I’ve now been informed there will be a pork roast waiting for me when I get home tonight!!

What lays in waiting for C

Towel origami dog

Today C gets home from camping, where he has been since Monday. I’ve missed him terribly while he has been away, so as a little surprise for him I decided to treat him a little.

I know from past experience that when I come home from camping the first thing I want to do is just shower. I want to stand in there for just 5mins with the water washing over me; hot water has never felt so good. Then I get on with the business of getting clean.

The next thing I look forward to is my bed. After sleeping on an air bed or thin mattress for a week, the feel of a proper mattress with clean sheets is simply amazing.

Thus when C gets home he will find the following:

  • Fresh sheets on the bed, and on the corner of the bed:
  • New towel set washed and dried in the drier so it’s amazingly fluffy
  • One of the towels and the hand towel folded into an origami dog (see picture above)
  • In the dog’s arms will be some feet exfoliating scrub, feet moisturizer, pedicure scourer pad thing, and some chocolates
  • A little note saying welcome home and that I missed him (aww)
  • The dog has been designed to have one ear down and one ear up, so it’s more like his dog in real life.

    Hopefully he gets a laugh out of it, as well as a case of the warm fuzzies. After all, it took an hour to learn how to fold that dog!!

    Have you ever done anything similar for your other half?

    I use social media too much and it’s affecting my relationship

    When I list all the ways I use social media in my life I get the following:

  • Twitter – used to post updates on my life, converse about soccer and other important topics, and contact friends and family (replacing text messages
  • Facebook – for sharing photos, and remaining in contact with friends and family, including those I haven’t seem in many years or who live far away (or aren’t on twitter)
  • Foursquare – for sharing information on places I have visited, and discovering many others, seeing where my friends/family have visited lately
  • Get Glue – for sharing movies/books/music that I have watched/read/listened to and seeing what other people thought of it
  • Of course there is blogging etc, but they are the main 4.

    Until recently, I didn’t realize how much my usage of those services irritated C. I didn’t see it, but he recounted experiences where we would be chatting, a twitter notification would go off, I would stop talking and check my phone. Or we would just start watching a movie, and I would grab my phone to check in Get Glue (then promptly talk about it on twitter). Or when we would go out to get something to eat and the first thing I would do is grab my phone so I could check in on Foursquare. Or celebrate a goal at the soccer only to get out my phone and immediately tweet my jubilation.

    I didn’t see that my time with C wasn’t “quality time” because I was letting my phone, and socia media, get in the way.

    Oops.

    I know he doesn’t care if I use the services, it’s my timing that causes the issue. It’s the fact that I let it interrupt me, interrupt us. He has asked me to make a more conscious effort of not dropping everything and letting it rule our time together.

    I wonder how many other people are in this situation and don’t realize it.

    He didn’t voice it until the point where he thought I wouldn’t listen to him unless he tweeted me (he said “unless I twit you”, and I had to hold back from the giggles that threatened to erupt).

    To all my friends that are reading this post and use social media, take a look at your own actions. Do you think it’s affecting people more than you realize? Do you make a conscious effort to curb your use of social media around others?