My fine Italian

Is it happening? Am I actually writing about my hilarious dating dabbles?
I think so. Help. (Genuinely please, I am awkward and useless at this)

You guys.

I’ve recently dipped my toe in the dangerous waters of dating, with none other than a beautiful Italian man. Seriously, beautiful doesn’t even cut it. An honest, predominantly vegetarian, funny, intelligent, well travelled, upfront, tall, dark (unbelievably) handsome Italian man, who I couldn’t really fault (no one’s perfect) but no big red flags are out.

So naturally I have very little romantic interest in him.
Maybe because he’s 34 and I feel a little odd about that. I’m not one to be wary of age gaps (I once dated a guy my own age and that lasted approx 3 weeks because we just were not on the same wave. Being 17 and me being massively dramatic *probably* did not help.)
Anyway.
34 is 11 years older than me. It’s not that it bothers me, I mean, he’s older than both my siblings but again, meh. Nearly all the women in my family have gone for older men, and I was brought up in mainly adult company. My siblings are both 7+ years older than me and I’ve kind of had to do a lot of very quick growing up at times in my life, so I do feel a wee bit older than what I am. Anyway, back to Mario* (his name), he ticks all of my boxes, he is a genuine pleasure to be around. I really like the way he pronounces words, when he can’t think of a word in English and spiels off in Italian? Staaahppp.
On paper we should really be pretty great. In reality, I feel like I’m trying really hard to force a connection. I’m definitely(until I talk myself out of our next date) going to carry on seeing him until I’m sure that I’m not self sabotaging and actually just don’t have feelings for dreamy Italian.
I know he travels a lot for work, and he’s lived and worked in more countries than you could imagine, his background is seriously impressive and he genuinely loves what he does. I think maybe I’m holding off because he could also, at the drop of a hat, move again. And I know I’m a hypocrite because I’ve done that 4 times, 3/4 times leaving a man behind those doors of an airport. Gulp.
I don’t know. There’s no reason for this. I’ve been on dates fractionally as successful and had the absolute flutters, just not this time?
Even I know, I’m in luck here. He is so open and honest, upfront, doesn’t keep me hanging, I know exactly where I stand, which are qualities I really want in a prospective partner. There’s no bad feelings, it’s not like a person who is too keen which would make me shudder, there’s just nothing. Nothing telling me to run, but nothing telling me to run after him either.

I’m also kind of a stranger to this dating thing, actual consistent dates, it’s new to me. Maybe if there’s nothing there I should just leave it, probably stay friends because we get on like a house on fire. Who knows? (If you know, please help me.)

Until next time, and as ever, clear skies are pretty much here, cloudy mind is definitely here.

*Names have been changed.

5 reasons being single is super crazy amazing.

Something I’ve established in the last month or so, is how good being single is.
Here is why.
1 – Train romance
What’s better than making a bit of awkward eye contact or someone’s hand accidentally firmly grasping your behind because the train is so packed?
Nothing. It’s mysterious and endearing all at the same time. And occasionally you come across a seriously attractive human and you have approximately 14 minutes to pretend to stare out the window but really look at them. What’s better?

2 – Noticing when you, yourself, are being a total twat.
I myself in a relationship would flip out at any problem with any person other than my significant other because I did not have an ounce of energy to give to another person.
You also think everyone else is being a dick when they’re really not. This is because your significant other is so lovey dovey and doesn’t have to be the other person having a conversation with you, when all you talk about is your significant other.
Which brings me nicely onto my next point.

3 – Conversations which do not involve
“He sent me the cutest selfie today”
“Oh my god, watch this video of – ”
“Hey do you reckon I should send him this?”
“I had the BEST sex last night” (This one especially when you yourself haven’t had good sex in… 5 months. what)
This actually benefits your social circle more than anything.
And you are probably a perpetrator of using every one of those points in one single conversation. It should be limited to one a week.
Talk about current affairs. Or anything, hell go crazy.

4 – Family value.
You know those people you grew up with and got you where you are today? Loved you unconditionally and through your tantrums?
Yeah those.

5 – cuddle pillows.
Both of my ex boyfriends used to get a bit annoyed when I’d cuddle my pillow instead of them.
a) In summer, even warmer winter nights, I do not need someone else’s body heat, THANKS.
b) I can roll all over my cuddle pillow, put me knee any damn where and not worry about the lack of children I will have because I just curled up.
c) They don’t snore or move or fidget (I’m a TERRIBLE fidgeter, as if I need another one)
d) You’ll never catch them staring at you when you wake up. As nice as it is sometimes, the last thing I want to hear after a deep slumber is “You are so beautiful in the morning” and not knowing if it’s sarcastic or what.
e) There’s no wind slips.
The number of times I’ve woken up from my boyfriend’s flatulence. No.
f) There’s no one to judge you when you have an extra 20 in bed instead of taking a shower before work. sue me I’m disgusting.

 

 

You probably shouldn’t take these too seriously but if you do find yourself being that friend that only cares about your significant other, change something, it is so annoying.

 

Two Thousand And Thirteen

IMG_4720 IMG_4650 IMG_4615 IMG_4478 IMG_4465 IMG_4170 IMG_4181 IMG_4244 IMG_4252 IMG_4361 IMG_4171 IMG_4168 IMG_4157 IMG_4156 IMG_4154 IMG_4056 IMG_4077 IMG_4078 IMG_4132 IMG_4143 IMG_4048 IMG_3930 IMG_4076 IMG_3924 IMG_3800 IMG_3959 IMG_3764 IMG_4046 IMG_4048 IMG_4056 IMG_3949 IMG_3780 IMG_3930Well what a crazy year that was!
2013 was incredible for me. I went to Disney Land with a best friend, Finished college with an awesome mark, My Nephew Harry was born, my friends made me inexplicably proud by playing reading and Leeds’ mainstage, I had a crazy good relationship, met some wonderful people and then moved to Australia to begin my life here – Then I turned 20! (Tumbleweed)
There of course have been downs but what’s the point in dwelling on those?!
I made a promise to myself to make 2013 a good year for me and I think it’s been the best year yet. Obviously I didn’t make half of the above happen, they just did, but I tried harder than ever before and got a hell of a lot of a pay back for that.
I enter 2014 with an open mind and a lot of drive, a lot of love in my heart and with the best friends and family I could ask for. Here’s to the next 367 days, being just as good and even better than the last year. I start the rest of my life in 2014, the next chapter is officially… still unwritten but you know, every day’s a new paragraph etc.
I’m the happiest I have been for a very long time – I do get homesick and at the moment especially. I’m not going to have a new years kiss this year – My best friend Lauren’s been my midnight kiss for forever so I’m totally lost.

So I’ll raise my champagne flute to the rest of you and thank you for a WONDERFUL year, here’s to the next, I hope it’s amazing for all my loved ones.ImageImage