Happiness in marriage is not something that just happens. A good marriage must be created. In the Art of Marriage, the little things are the big things. It is never being too old to hold hands. It is remembering to say ‘I love you’ at least once a day. It is never going to sleep angry. It is at no time taking the other for granted; the courtship should not end with the honeymoon; it should continue through all the years. It is having a mutual sense of values and common objectives. It is standing together facing the world. It is forming a circle of love that gathers in the whole family. It is doing things for each other, not in the attitude of duty or sacrifice, but in the spirit of joy. It is speaking words of appreciation and demonstrating gratitude in thoughtful ways. It is not expecting the husband to wear a halo or the wife to have the wings of an angel. It is not looking for perfection in each other. It is cultivating flexibility, patience, understanding and a sense of humor. It is having the capacity to forgive and forget. It is giving each other an atmosphere in which each can grow. It is finding rooms for things of the spirit. It is a common search for the good and the beautiful. It is establishing a relationship in which the independence is equal, dependence is mutual and obligation is reciprocal. It is not only marrying the right partner, it is being the right partner
Paul Newman’s letter to his wife on their wedding day
NEWS FLASH: WOMEN TALK ABOUT MEN
(Names have been changed to protect the identity of persons relevant to this post)
It used to be : It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife.
It has now in the modern world turned into: It is a truth universally acknowledged that women talk about men, in the same way and same regulatory as men talk about women
Thanks to the power of HBO and a very popular show about four women in their thirties the tides have changed. The secret is out and yes it is true. Us ladies do talk about you men and sometimes not in a lady-like manner. Forgive us, but we can’t help it. Particularly if it is about celebrities. Everybody has their favourites. Everyone has their list (be it husband/boyfriend/intimate-relations) list. – we all watch televisions shows or movies and ‘ship’ a particular relationship (I ship it like fed-ex) or when things are going bad in the storyline that we’re are not happy about it turning into (stop blowing holes in my ship) – more often than not, one of your celebrity crushes are involved in those ships – more often than not, a gal’s friends watch the same shows and ship the same ships.
Once upon a time there were two friends called Ava and Rita – whose friendship spaned decades – who were born a week apart and it seemed like they were perfected as one and broke the mould to make two. Both smart, both funny and both with killer fashion sense but most of all – the same taste in men – celebrities and everyday-Joes. Rather than falling into the normal girl charade of (I-like-him-you-like-him, you-bitch) Ava and Rita embraced it. Whenever they found a new celebrity – they would share their discovery with one another – the comment would normally follow – ‘Oh my god, me too. I thought I was the only one’ or ‘Ooohhh, hello handsome’
On one faithful December night while Ava was watching her new favourite shows (Rita’s long-time favourite show) – they started discussing one of their celebrity husbands ( yes they share many) – the husband with the one in a million name. The following happened
Ava: He looks good with shorter hair and the other guy looks really good with facial hair
Rita: They would both look good in a potato sack
Yes, fellas. Women do on occasion talk about you like your on display. Embrace it. Be flattered by it – because at the end of the day, it’s all in good fun.
Often we go out with our girls to brunch or dinner. Of course Channing Tatum or Ryan Gosling names will be uttered and it begins – the downward spiral into – he’s so hot –Did you see him in that youtube video – I would so leave my husband if he wanted me - The things I could do to him and on it goes. Youtube links are exchanged – photographs get sent to work email addresses and via pinterest and tumblr. Google search engines get sent into a spin – we live in a celebrity age – and this is the effect on our lives. Rather than the dreadful blind date we had on Saturday night with that tool our friend assured us was a great guy – we talk about which member of the Chicago Fire cast, we most fancy.
As for Ava and Rita, they have just resided themselves to the fact that they will probably share a husband or two, but then again. Ava and Rita, have always had a bit of old Hollywood about them.
Strange things are happening everyday I hear the music up above my head.Though the sight of my heart has left me again. I hear music up above
It is probably the most difficult thing to write a Music Monday about an album that I absolutely adore because the thing is that I want you to love it just as much as I do. I have listened to Led Zeppelin since I was little, my Da is a huge fan. I have big memories of sitting in the back seat of the family car and Dazed and Confused would start to play and the radio would get turned up to eleven and me Da would sing his heart out. Which he still does to this day and I’ve been in love with Alison Kruass since I heard her and Union Station perform Goodbye Is All We Have, my love for the band only grew once I heard their song Restless. So needless to say once I heard that Alison team up with the legendary Robert Plant I felt like doing back flips. I couldn’t find it in any store here in my hometown so I got on line and brought it off Amazon and waited impatiently by my mail box. It finally arrived.
Parts of this album are soft and sultry-and other parts are beautifully intertwined with both voice. Gone are the day when Robert Plant used to stand on stage wanting to be adored. It’s become all about the music and I fell a little in love Mr Plant through this album – and I am not totally sure why but then again you guys know I always fall in love with talent.
Once I stood beside a well of many words My house was full of rings and Charms and pretty birds.Please understand me, my walls come falling down
I like how these songs are “different” but are so catchy. I am always searching for a unique sound. It’s got a blues, bluegrass, country, and rock feel. There is some covers and some originals and it’s one of those albums that I fall in love with each time I hear it. It could sometime make me dance around my living room like a little hippy on an acid trip but that’s the power of music isn’t it.
Hi My Doves,
The Sunday morning light is shining through you curtains as the birds are singing and your neighbours are starting up their mowers and leaf blowers. Welcome to the end of the weekend. Pour some black coffee on to your cheerios and brush of those cobwebs. Turn up your radio and groove to these tunes
- Never Tear Us Part by INXS
- Say My Name by Calvin Harris featuring Florence Welch
- Your My Everything by Ellie Goulding
- Tainted Love by Softcell
- Good Time Tonight by INXS featuring Jimmy Barnes
- Ready to Start by Arcade Fire
- Hungry Like The Wolf by Duran Duran
- Bad Reputation by Joan Jett
- Carmen by Lana del Rey
- I Wanna Little Sugar In My Bowl by Nina Simone
- Dance Like This by Wyclef Jean
- He Won’t Go by Adele
- Firestarter by The Prodigy
- What’s The Story Morning Glory by Oasis
- Oasis by Grace Potter and The Nocturnals
FRIDAY!!!! Smile. Do a happy Dance. Become a foodie. Invite some friends over and cook up a storm. Laughter and love for the key to a happy life. Take pleasure in the simple thing and now I will stop talking like Yoda and here as your cool links for cool people
I Am This Little Girl When I Hear A Great Song
A Lesson In Poaching Eggs & More
How To Organize Your Books
One Day I Will Learn This
You Better Go See This
So I have been like a Pinball Wizard for the past few weeks, well at least my brain has been. I have started two different stories this year. I spent most of the year on one (Black Coffee) and it was going fantastically until I’ve either written myself into a corner or I planned up until the point when I stopped and now I have nowhere to go. So I’ve stall.
I thought to help myself I would start another story that had been floating around in my head for a few years really. I wrote a brief guideline draft but I know I can make it way better than it is. So I thought – I’d get into a different headspace and rewrite that story. Three chapters and countless scenes (because apparently I am a freak that can’t write in sequence. Who drives her test reader crazy) later, I stalled with that and went back to Black Coffee – The drink and the novel – I was positive I had the idea to fix the problem – Three chapters into rewrites of part 3 – and I stalled yet again.
I started to get angry with myself and with my muses and I didn’t write for three weeks – I mean not a word and it was kind of freeing but kind of terrifying at the same time. The thoughts of how I am going to get published if I can’t finish a manuscript? Crept into my head. I had visions of myself dead at my desk at work. Computer still on, my lifeless body still seated at the desk as my corpse rotted. No manuscript, no writing career. Just a mindless, drone life. Nothing is more terrifying to me than that. So I got tough. Pulled out my only finished manuscript I have, which I wrote last year and I love the characters in it. Thankfully there isn’t much I want to change about this manuscript. Just detail it out a little bit. More character develop and what not. I was going to finish it. It was going to be prefect and I was going to send it to an agent and they were going to fall in love with it. End.Of.Story
Finally everything was going to plan. It was flowing and the story was better than ever. Oh but, my loves by now you know me better than that. As the words started flowing out of my fingertips I heard a faint very high pitched “squeak squeak” – oh yes people, that’s right – two new characters started to come through – I was determined to ignore them. NO! I would not start writing their story.
At this point I am wondering if I am an author or just schizophrenic – but no I was going to finish my rewrites and they could just come back in three months, when I was ready for them.
Oh, my beautiful souls – that didn’t happen. They gave themselves names and showed me how cute and endearing they can be – what could happen is their story – and who would play them in the movie version. They couldn’t be ignored any longer. So I started to do dot points – of names and fact – traits and scenes – dialog and passion. That’s right – they won.
So here I am in my study – writing sporadic scenes and sporadic dialog – I have a title – a quote that sums up the whole story – and the first two pages of a meet-cute.
That’s right we have the start the third novel of the year. God help me
Hi My Loves,
New Zealander by birth and nature, Australian by residence, and feisty singer of pop and soul by inclination. her first album, Holy Smoke, in 2009, was so amazing it is always on my most played list on my trusty iPod and her song ’Hey Ho’ was used in a Promo for the hit television show Castle and she was used in the new Heineken commercial ( The Express) for the movie Skyfall
Apparently this amazing lady wanted to be a primary school teacher, but luckily for us she saw the light. I have heard people compare her to Adele, Duffy, Amy Winehouse…but to me Gin has a sound all of her own and she has the soul of the blues sings of yesteryear. sounds raspy and raw when she sings, but her speaking voice is high-pitched and girly. Her raw and emotional voice delivers a mix of genres, often in one song pop, blues, soul, rock and roll and she’s typically playing the guitar or the ukulele too.
She has a style wise Gin is a world all of her own and I wish I could have one per of her style, seriously. Her eyes are ringed with dark kohl eyeliner, dark roots show through her bleached blonde hair and tattoos snake up her arms. She seems edgy and mysterious.
Check her out and tell me what you think
Good Morning My Loves
Well, I’ve just pulled an all nighter and can barely keep my eyes open. So I am off to bed for a few hours of shut eye, but I shall be listening to this playlist while I fall to sleep.
- No Cure by Megan Hilty
- Express by Christina Aguilera
- Tell Me by Carly Rae Jepsen
- Who You Are When I’m Not Looking by Blake Shelton
- Men & Mascara by Julie Roberts
- Wanted You More by Lady Antebellum
- Tonight Will Be Fine by Teddy Thompson
- Better Off Alone by Katherine McPhee
- Lilac Wine by Jeff Buckley
- Radio by Lana del Rey
- Little Miss by Sugarland
- The Man I Love by Billie Holiday
- My Boy Builds Coffins by Florence + The Machine
- Soldier by Gavin DeGraw
- If I Tell You I Love You by Melody Gardot
Hi My Loves,
I know how you all are feeling. You’re in desperate for some sleep or some fun or some booze or dancing. If you working over the weekend I am truly sorry and shall have a drink and a dance for you
An After Dinner Treat
Love A Funny Man
Authors Who Hate Their Movies
Braids And Buns, Oh My
Awesome Idea For Parties