Kissing Frogs

My nana used to tell me “you have to kiss a lot of frogs before you find your prince”.

I always believed that so in high school I kissed a LOT of frogs, some were ugly, some were slimy and some were just plain green, but I have always wanted to find my prince. 

As I got older I realized that finding that prince may not be what happens, I may find a frog I like enough to abandon the prince story altogether, but I kept my hopes high.  When I started dating GBF I thought for sure I had found him, he was everything I wanted in a man, but it didn’t work out.  I know my Nana thought of him as the perfect Prince, but we never do find out what happens after the wedding in fairy tales…my guess – Prince Charming isn’t all that a bag of chips!  Just saying!   GBF is still a prince, despite everything that has happened between us and he will always be my knight in shining armour (well okay it’s tarnished armour) but still a great man. 

Is he MY prince though?  I don’t know.  Right now we are friends – awkwardly – but still friends, so I may continue kissing other frogs in the hopes that someone stands out to make me realize how DAMN amazing I am! 

Tomorrow night I have an evening planned with a friend of a friend, a man friend yes, I have no expectations of what this date will bring – or if kissing will be involved, but he is fun and kind and we have a lot in common, so I figure why not?  I am still young(ish) so I am going to go, have fun and see what the night brings.  Getting to know new people is a part of life and some people come into your life for a reason or a season.  I don’t like when its a season (such as MiMo) cause I fell hard for that boy, but sadly, that is over, and two months later I am still not over it, but I know I have to move on.  So I am going to go out tomorrow and I am going to get to know this new guy and see what happens.

Wish me luck on this new journey and I’ll tell you all about it!

XOXO Nikilee

House plants and photo albums

On my secrets of adulthood calendar today it states:

House plants and photo albums are a lot of trouble. 

I agree – 100%, which is usual for me with this calendar, but today I just smiled and nodded.

Ever since I entered first year University at Trent my mother has been giving me spider plant babies to grow and raise and she tried to convince me that these plants are proof I can get anything to grow.  They are easy she says.  Keep them in the sunlight, water then every few days, admire it and it will grow.  I did just that…every morning I would annoy my roommate by saying “good morning my love, here is some water for you today stay alive so my mother thinks more of me”!  And within a few weeks that damn plant was as dead as a doorknob never to see the light of day again.

It saddened me that my green thumb was not so green, that I couldn’t keep a damn plant alive that was basically fool-proof.  However, if I’m honest  – I just couldn’t care enough.  I don’t love plants, I love people.  I don’t care if a plant dies, I don’t weep for it and I certainly don’t worry if there is something wrong with ME!  So please, don’t give me anymore plants people, buy me flowers so that in 10 days when they die I will know at least I had ten days of beautiful flowers!

As far as photo albums are concerned: I love photo albums.  Nothing relaxes me more than organizing photos to input or taking the big jump and scrapbook an event that meant a lot to me.  However I did this a lot more when I was younger.  My camera was never far from my hand and I snapped everything.  I have a dozen or more photo albums + scrapbooks and I cherish each of them.  However the older I get, the less energy I have to A) get these pics developed and B) organize them so they tell my story. 

It is something I want to get back into though so hopefully in 2013 that will be a goal of mine for the year.  We will see how it goes!

XOXO Nikilee