Serene, oh aye the snorer, especially the stop-start-sudden-snorter, is bad. An elbow in the ribs, gently at first, works quite well.
I hadn't included it on my list because I haven't escaped it, I own a bulldog and she occasionally likes to sleep on the bed just out of elbow reach. Bulldogs are impressive snorers. I'm resigned to it. Good training should I reel in a snorer, after all.
Don't shout yes Yes YESSSSSSSSSSS and really, REALLY, don't look thoughtful, and rub your jaw
Just say simply 'I so hoped you would'
That's all guys, by the way, lucky enough to get The Question.
Bearing in mind, though, that she probably did it as a joke, don't prolong her nervous heart attack. You can add something like 'you know how I feel about marriage. However, there is no-one I would sooner marry than you, and if ever I get over this nervous reaction, we have a date. Until then I am yours anyway, forever.'
Okay most of you are probably a little queasy right now. Bite me!
JJ I'm on my own and trying to find advantages in it, okay?
We're all here to meet someone because we would prefer to be in a happy relationship. All I tried to do was find some things that felt positive so I don't feel sorry for myself.
Crazy, I was about to say I've been able to grow my winter coat over the last two months and very useful it has been in this colder weather, but that might be TMI. So I won't
You make a good point, though, about wearing what you want. Of course we can find comfortable AND presentable. But my favourite overjersey is shapeless, baggy, softer than you can believe, and pale grey, a colour which does nothing for me. Plus there's a splotch on the front which even the drycleaner can't shift. It is sooooo comfortable
I should have thrown it out. Of course I should. Guess what I'm wearing?
Min and Fiona picked a biggie - the whole bed to yourself. Hey, nice to share, but this blog isn't about the joys of together, it reminds us of how many hidden benefits we forget we have, okay? And having the duvet to yourself, no furtive tugging in the middle of the night, or him throwing half over you because he's hot, so you have nightmares about being roasted alive, is a GOOD THING.
Not to mention finding a nice cool corner for your feet anywhere in the bed
How about the rest of us wondering whether we qualify? I'd like to say thanks and the same to you but if you delete me, I'll know for sure I'm neither pretty nor nice.
Ish, I had forgotten that! The joys of kids who have left home. Arrange sleepovers, or aren't they old enough yet?
My cat is on a mission to have a catflap put into every door in the house, so he meows outside the bathroom door and scratches plaintively for the ENTIRE time. I can live with it.
Hey Cat, too true. I mentioned ground rules because I really disliked a boyfriend's friend and yapped about it more than once. He said cut it out, I like the guy, we go back 20 years. Like it or lump it, you are both in my life and you have to quit chirping about it.'
So I did. Never did learn to like the guy, but hey.
I just got a friend request from someone who has never sent me a message or communicated in any way - however, he is in Scotland, so instead of just deleting the request as I usually do, I wrote to explain my friends are people I have chatted to, if only on the blogs, and suggested he come on the blogs. They were recommended to me by someone I was chatting to and I later ventured onto the forums as well.
The joys of living alone
Map, being alone should mean you know where the mugs and plates are - where you left them!This TV remote thing seems to be increasingly popular