The Hopeless Romantic

This is my blog of the daily musings of my life. The details of my thoughts and feelings as a lesbian in Sheffield. With a mad and slightly weird family, but truly blessed having found my soulmate: FT. It's not always interesting, not always happy, but always honest and true! The fight for my dreams begins!

Tuesday, February 21, 2006

Football, Beer & a Gorgeous Girlfriend... What More Does a Dyke Need?

Well, firstly, my journal entry is slightly inflated as Arsenal have just scored against Real Madrid in the champions's league... Beckham's face was a picture! Legend! Thierry Henry, Thierry Henry!!!! OK, OK, enough of that!Really though, I'm pissed off and in pain as I STILL have a bloody period, which has lasted so far 2 weeks and continues! I could just about cope with the inconvience of it and the expense of tampons if the pain would subside for any period of time! Normally I get pain for the first day or two, and then it eases off and I can get on with my life. Well, so far on this period (which itself so far has lasted double the length of time than normal), I've had the period cramps 3-4 times and not all in one go, and I have them again. So I'm feeling very sorry for myself, and resisting the urge to burst out crying both as a form of depression of it all, and of pure and utter frustration at the fact that it won't go away! In fact, I managed to pull myself off the bed earlier where I was lying with a warmed up wheat-bag and wallowing in self-pity, sobbing into my pillow, and went to get some milk and bread from the shop. The fresh air was of some help. But all I want is to snuggle up in bed in the arms of my beloved, where everything feels a million times better. But unfortunately she's reading a shit book which she needs to get as much done as she can for tomorrow, so I have to be patient and content myself until she's ready to settle down and come to bed. It's my own fault... she offered me cuddles for a bit earlier, and I refused through part my own stubbornness and part the fact that I just felt that when she said she needed to go and work I'd get upset about not being able to lie in her arms, so I thought it best to try and wait. Frankly... it's killing me!
So I'm sitting here, watching Arsenal on the telly (a bonus or what?!), and seeing as I haven't eaten much at all today, cooking food and then complaining it tastes horrible, I'm using the rest of my calorie count on a bottle of beer! Which is really unlike me! I never sit down and do that! I usually buy the beer and never drink it, so I thought I'd take advantage today. Well, that and hoping that the alcohol will help numb the pain! I can hope!
What have I been up to then? Well, not much really. Cleaning the flat which I felt wasn't up to our usual clean standards. Plus, I'd been to collect our new dinner set during the day yesterday, so that needed washing and putting away anyway, so it was a good excuse to clean the house! I've also done a shit load of washing, as my high maintenance femme is running out of tops and underwear to wear, and the baskets were a bit full from the weekend away, so I've made headway on that, and it's all drying in front of the patio doors as we speak!
We went out last night to Pirate Writers and the uni... it's like an open mic thing and people sing and perform. My lady has been known to perform from time to time, but not last night as she had too much work to prepare anything. So FT and me went with a group of friends: Dora, Heather and Kim to see Kim perform. Only she didn't come on til late, and it was a cool night being out and socialising, but I think we were all knackered by the end of it! Then why is it, that when you get into bed, you;re not tired anymore and could sit up all night chatting and doing other things rather than sleeping?! Well, we got into bed and I was rambling on about when I was at school and telling my lady a load of things he possibly didn't know, or have any interest in knowing about my adolescence, and in the end she had to tell me to shut up and try to sleep (in a much nicer way than that I have to add).
Anyway, the thing was, I got a text out of the blue from an old school friend, Vanessa, last night and she's coming up to Sheffield for work in a couple of weeks time, and wants to meet up on the Thursday night for a drink and to see some of Sheffield. Anyway, I'm well excited as we haven't caught up properly for ages, and I was well chuffed that she thought to text me. I cannot tell you how much I'm looking forward to her meeting my lady! She knows all about us and that we live together and stuff, but they've never met... I can't wait to show her off! It's all big steps for me, my friends meeting the love of my life!
Didn't want to get up today, but crawled out of bed just after 9am to take my lady to her seminar. And later on I sat in on one of her lectures (which was mega boring) to read a Karin Slaughter book... far more exciting than that silly twat lecturing! Anyway, after that my lady took me for lunch, which I absolutely love! Call me weird if you like, but I love doing stuff like meeting each other for lunch... I think it's romantic!
Later on, after collecting my lady from her last lecture of the day, I less than enthusiastically got roped into going swimming, even though I really didn't feel like it! It was the 'it's something we can do together' comment that had me get in that pool despite the fact I've felt chilly all day! And then, in my stubborn butch pride, I insisted on beating my lady to every length we swam... only the water was that feckin cold I was having difficulty breathing, and having choked on some water on my second length, I needed my inhaler. Yet like a stupid proud twat I carried on swimming until my lady ushered me out of the pool to get it. All in all after that it was a fun swim, us pratting about in the pool! She's incredibly sexy in her bikini, and how I manage to keep my hands off her I'll never know! Well, I don't manage, cos inevitably we end up sharing a shower afterwards and I can't contain myself then... and today was no different! Only we had to bloody rush cos she had a reader coming, so we left the pool under the notion of continuing where we left off later tonight. Well that was before she started reading this bastard book, which is a turn off in its own right, and before I had a baby elephant sitting on my uterus... so don't hold out much hope for the continuation! Fuck it!
The results are in and Arsenal have won! Oh YES!!!!! Bring it on! So on that happy note, I'm off to finish my beer!

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