Archive for November 14th, 2006

i suppose you need the fight first before you can win

Posted on November 14, 2006. Filed under: The boy(s) |

We watched The Notebook on the weekend and even though I’ve seen it a few times now, it still rips my heart out and induces sobbing. I can’t help but picture two things — my grandmother in the nursing home and my grandfather taking care of her. And I can vividly picture their very last kiss. So it’s more these memories that take hold and I do actually like when movies make me cry in this way. Only this time, watching it while cuddled up in our hotel room in Kingston, I also realized that it’s what I want. I want someone to be there with me when I’m old and senile — I never thought I did want this, but I want that someone to be Brian (woah — hold down the fort!).

The movie also conjures up images of my other grandmother who wasn’t interested in my grandfather, but he just kept on pestering and showing up and wouldn’t go away until she finally gave in and they eventually got married. My mother wasn’t interested in my dad at first — but he persisted. Brian did just about everything he possibly could do to get me to pay attention and to want to get back together in the 6 months leading up to when I finally said “okay, fine, we’re back together” and, as such, I have a conclusion that you only ever want to end up with the guy who fought for you to begin with.

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complain a bit will ya?

Posted on November 14, 2006. Filed under: The boy(s) |

Brian noted that I haven’t complained on my blog in a bit, which I didn’t notice that I did before, if I did, but I guess he would check it to see if there was something that I noted about our relationship that wasn’t quite right and all of those tedious things that are important to me, but that I doubt very much anyone else would like to read about.

So then I responded — maybe I’m happy?

Thinking about it now I think that’s about right. I still haven’t quite mastered the whole us being in the same place thing and I play off of what I think his moods are a bit too much (only when I don’t think he’s happy or nights when he’s beyond distracted) but generally I’m getting better at the whole relationship thing I think… Maybe complaining less has a little to do about that — maybe you complain less either when you’ve admitted defeat or when you just can’t, at the moment, find anything to complain about — nothing worthwhile that is.

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