What Is Love?

Recently I've wondered about love and what it really means to tell someone that you love them. Realistically speaking, many relationships end and both partners move on to meet someone else, but when do you stop loving one person to love another one? On the other side of the coin, did you really love the previous person if you can stop loving them?

My problem has always been cutting people out of my life. If I'm being honest, there's no person I've ever been able to cut out of my life completely; I still care , and even love some people who won't speak to me now. I often wonder that if they won't be a part of my life in some small way, did they ever love me to begin with?

Maybe I'm thinking too much about this (which is another problem I have), but what are your thoughts? I'd love to hear other people's opinion on this.

Hugs and poops,

Nichole

Modern Day Romance

If I watch this video one more time my computer might explode.

If you watch Girls you know all about Charlie and Marnie's on again off again relationship, and even though they are just two characters on a show, I think there's a lot of reality in them. I know that I very easily fall into old habits when it comes to my relationships with people. I have a really hard time letting someone go once I love them.

Watching the different relationships on Girls has got me thinking about romance in my own life, and in modern day. Things often don't play out the way they do on TV or movies, but that doesn't mean that the same type things don't happen. I have memories that will stay with me until the end of time, but would they be romantic to someone else? What about heartbreaking? Does this beautiful dialogue, perfect moment happy ending stuff really happen? I hope it does, because watching this really makes me smile.

:)

Hugs and poops,

Nichole

A Little Valentines Day Preparation

I'm not really the most romantic person in the world, but I do love Valentines Day! I love love, and I love being able to get heart shaped things and heart patterned clothing. Also, who can argue with all of the chocolate!?

While I was parusing the interwebs I found a couple of things that I just had to share with you guys.

The first is from Alicia at The Baker Upstairs. These look like the yummiest brownies ever.



I can't wait to try them!

Then I found this drink from Daydreamer Desserts.



It involves a little bit of preparation, but it looks totally worth it! I might try to make a non-alcoholic version.

Please let me know if you try out these recipes, and be sure to say hello to the lovely ladies behind the recipes!

Hugs and poops,

Nichole

Love In A Bottle

 This week a got a little heartbroken over losing a friendship. It always sucks when you find out that you care more about someone than they care about you, but I'm trying to see the benefits of going through experiences like this. One thing I've decided is that it's good to know the truth about how someone feels about you, that way you can focus more on the positive people in your life, and stress less about anyone else.

I won't lie, I totally ate a hot fudge sundae for breakfast and cried for a bit, but I've learned a lot; I'm going to try to be less naive and more self sufficient from now on.

While I was curled up in a corner being a sooky baby, I got a fun idea for a necklace. Being crafty lifted my spirits a bit, and now I have a hilarious and cute piece of jewellery. I officially have a 'love potion' around my neck, so that nobody can ever break my heart again. Mwahaha

Here's to life lessons, being strong and ice cream breakfasts!

I hope that everyone is having a lovely day!

Hugs and poops,

Nichole

A Good Old Fashioned Love Story

Anyone for a cheesy story? (Thanks for this idea, Heidi).

I've noticed that a lot of bloggers include their love stories on their sites. At first it confused me, I thought "why would anyone want to know that stuff about someone they've never met?", but then I read some of the stories and my ovaries took charge. It's kind of like reading a sappy book; you like the characters more when you know more about them, and everyone likes a good love story (stop it, yes you do, don't argue).

Since I've been reading about other people and their mushy love lives, I'm going to share mine and Boyfriend's love story, so that I feel less creepy for reading so many others.

I met Boyfriend in university. I was sitting down with a guy I was dating at the time (his best friend actually, I know, stop judging me), and Boyfriend walked in. He and his friend were talking as Boyfriend and I awkwardly stared at eachother, waiting for an introduction that never came. That dating relationship ended quickly, but we remained friends and I started spending more time with his circle (which included Boyfriend).

Boyfriend made me laugh at lot, and I decided rather quickly that I needed to marry him, so I told him this. I asked him out every single day for an entire summer. He turned me down every time. Eventually I gave up and decided that a friendship with him was great and that it was time to annoy some other boy. I dated someone else and Boyfriend moved away to attend another university. We kept in touch.

After a string of events that I can only describe as unfortunate and poopy, I found myself to be single again, and very damaged. Without Boyfriend I never would have made it through this time in my life. He was always there for me to listen, laugh, and insult people who hurt my feelings. He was my very best friend.

After I graduated, I moved to the same city that Boyfriend lived in. I moved in with him and his friends because one of their roomates had just left. Shortly after this happened, Boyfriend asked me out.

I said no.

He proceeded to call me his girlfriend everyday thereafter (for an entire fall season and into winter) until I finally agreed that yes, I was now his girlfriend. We've been together ever since.

It's strange how a bunch of poorly timed events and awkward moments can lead to finding someone you love so much. I feel lucky to have him here to yell at for getting the bathroom floor all wet when he showers, and to breath morning breath at each day.

 The other day, we were leaving a store when I reached into my purse to grab a piece of gum. Boyfriend looked at me and asked for a piece. I only had one piece (which he didn't know), but I gave it to him and said nothing. Before we walked out the door, he reached up and touched my wet hair. He then took off his hat, plunked it down on my head and said "I don't want you to get cold". As we walked to the car, he with my gum, and me with his hat, I smiled, because it was a moment that really sums up how we feel about eachother. It may not be a super romantic story, but it's a real one, and I wouldn't change it.

Anyone need a barf bag? Yea, me too, but I love him.

Hugs and poops,

Nichole